good morning hypothesis.: The Funeral →
This makes me feel bad about my creative writing project… sapphirebulletsofpurelove: I wrote this for a Creative Writing assignment in AP English. Enjoy. ———— My palms are sweaty. No matter how much I prepare, my palms always seem to realize that I am, in fact, completely terrified of public speaking. It isn’t necessarily the best trait for the general of the largest army…
All that you love will be carried away.
English assignment. It was supposed to be a comedy, but it turned very dark against my will … and anyway, a sad ending will get me a good grade. ___________________________________________ On August 3rd, 1991, in the town of Tuberkly, Georgia, a girl was born with octopus tentacles. In all other respects, she was perfectly healthy - perhaps a little dehydrated - and even rather...
Do the C R A M P Shuffle.
Soliek. Thought I should just point out that while I’m getting things together and getting into the groove of blogging, this site is going to be messy. There will be shuffling and theme changes and a lot of hours spent cursing over my keyboard as I try to figure out what I’m doing. Until I figure it out, I think I’ll just post cute pictures of cats or something. People on the...
star-e-skies asked: Cramp? Is this really you ma'am???
And I thought I had better things to do than blog.
C R A M P here with my compulsory first blog post. This is where I’m supposed to tell you all sorts of lovely things about myself, like “A perfect afternoon is snuggled up on the couch with a throw blanket and my golden lab” or “I really just want to grow as a person and better understand myself.” Instead, I will tell you that I will never eat mustard. Ever. Also, to...