Make Up The Worst Possible Opening Line Ever

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Today felt special, and she didn't know why.
Good is not a thing you are. It's a thing you do.
- Ms. Marvel

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He would describe her eyes to be the color of a Ricola cough drop, and her lips to be as full as a bursting grape.
I am the Timekeeper, Quote Hunter, Letter Stealer, and Grave Visitor
"Don't tell me the sky's the limit when there are footprints on the moon." — Paul Brandt
Genesis 3:19

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*record scratch* *freeze frame* Well, you're probably wondering how I ended up in this situation.




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There was once a princess who was bored of eating extremely luxurious meals in a fabulous and extremely comfortable palace in a very easy and lazy lifestyle.
Good is not a thing you are. It's a thing you do.
- Ms. Marvel

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Bleh, what a clichè!
It's Kay, babe!
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Your local (friendly?) cryptid crow
HAKUNA BATATA




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Hic. *vomits*
just take a breath, love
fill your lungs up ~




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The end.
Wandering the Shadow Realm...




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In conclusion, this is where it all went wrong.
It's Kay, babe!
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Your local (friendly?) cryptid crow
HAKUNA BATATA




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We were living happily ever after.

Until we weren't.
bas ek rahe mera kaam ishq,
mera kaam ishq,
mera kaam ishq




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Once upon a time. That's it.
There is always something left to love.
- One Hundred Years of Solitude



He began to wonder why he had felt uneasy at all. It was like a man wondering in broad daylight why a dream had appeared so terrible to him at night.
— Chinua Achebe, Things Fall Apart