Now, this story is going to be bad. However, I advise you to keep reading.
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Hi, welcome to the diary of the best and most fabulous person ever to have inhabited the universe: me, also known as the person who everyone is super jealous of because of my awesomeness.
name: key/string/perks pronouns: she/her/hers and they/them/theirs
novel: the clocktower (camp nano apr 24) poetry: the beauty of the untold (napo 2024)
Well. Here you are. I was running down a hill. Hills... oh how I never new that my sister was going to die on this hill and come back as a ghost at the end of this extremely long-winded story. Anyway, I was running down this hill...
Our mind is a network of doorways, each one leading to a different room of thoughts and imagined ideas. Every time we read or learn about something new, a new network of doorways is born
“The end of suffering does not justify the suffering, and so there is no end to suffering, what a mess I am, I thought, what a fool, how foolish and narrow, how worthless, how pinched and pathetic, how helpless."
Our mind is a network of doorways, each one leading to a different room of thoughts and imagined ideas. Every time we read or learn about something new, a new network of doorways is born
If your reading this your name has been registered by various officials around the world and within 24 hours someone will come attempting to steal all of your organs to sell on the black market. If you are forced to run away while reading this book in the store before buying it, don't worry, the one sent to hunt you for your organs will cover the tab! The rest of this book is blank so that you can write down your experiences trying to survive. Have fun!
Self quoting is the key to sounding wise and all knowing.
"I took a bite of pizza. And chewed it. And chewed it some more. For longer than was strictly necessary in polite conversation, I let my sticky saliva dissolve, my shining, sharp teeth mash, the bite of warm dough and tomato sauce."
- That's my attempt. . . Doesn't even compete with some of the genius on this forum though
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