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Join Date: Sep 2013
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They're the American pie... gorgeous like finales on 4 of July,
Dandelion and plumeria huntresses... Irises that resemble our skies. Purity of the seraphim kind... But, as always, the detriment's high For all who oppose their love for one guy- QB and team captain- Andrew DeSilva "The Sly" He was so dreamy and hulking, but eased on the eye. Chocolate locks hung off his forehead... A God in disguise. One thing was for sure... Amy and Angela, the sisters divine, Both yearned for the same lusting thrusts that he would provide. Angela poked his Facebook... Amy got some FaceTime... They both were juggled on Oovoo... And sent him pics of their... thighs. There was an opposition once... The abominable Susan Heide. She was full of candor. And if told to recant, you'd be the first one to fry. That is, until she disappeared from school leaving no traces or signs. Andrew was distraught. He cooperated with police, but never managed a find. Two years later, he's an eligible fare... and the twins hoped him one hell of a ride... "Amy, he's mine! I invited him over. Make yourself scarce so that I can woo him into my room for the greatest night of our lives! " " No, because when he comes I'll greet him and we'll spend quality time! " The fight ensues. One knock at the door and the feud's at full rise. Mascara, blush, perfume... The fumes fly as the two glide to be glued to this guy. Amy clips Angela coming out her room, " Bye! " A swift kick to the womb pries Amy of the food she consumed prior. "You skank!" Amy shrieks as the two fight into the nook with two knives. "He doesn't want you Angela... I knew you'd lose sight... We were supposed to help me get him when we snubbed lil Suze, right?" Amy paused and Angela sneered. They both lunged like feudal knights. "I'll never play second to you twice! " Amy screamed as the two threw strikes. Now locked shoulder to abdomen in poetic symmetry, the two lose pints. Andrew opened the door overhearing the two, and the news was too right. He inched over to the dying girls, iPhone out, snapping a new Vine, "Revenge is best served twice... " while smiling he typed in a few lines... ![]()
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Join Date: Nov 2013
Location: NJ
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'Please tell me, how do I make myself feel better than most?'
You can hang yourself, as long as you feel pleasure in ropes. 'That's too easy, please heal me I'm not measured in hope.' Just let yourself be free, coast into the zephyr that blows. With death, we know that its great huge valley looms unseen. With life left, I sent requests for fate to carry you upstream. Galley ran by a touchscreen, afterlife with the tap of a finger. She said, 'I'd rather blow my brains out' and latched to a trigger. I left her body adrift in the middle of the kitchen floor. I sat with her for days, bewildered as I sip my Coors. An elixir born and lost with each passing moment. Tried to navigate away from the scene but my map was broken. I laughed unfocused, not noticing the cat entered the room. She purred in stride, felt no need to tend to her mood. I reached and bent for her food, yet she showed no interest. That's when I noticed that my sister's body looked different, Every bit of her except for the bones were missing. That must be why the cat's nose was dripping... with blood. @sraL @Vividlyvague |
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