

Snow: A Short StoryThe snow falls gleefully to the ground, dancing around one another in exuberance. They seem to twinkle in the streetlights. I look up into the dark night sky, open my eyes wide to take all the beauty in, and let out a sigh. I dont want to fucking shovel again. Instead I prolong the inevitable, set my shovel against the garage, and walk back into the warmth of my house. All the lights are off inside. I kick of my boots and shove them into the corner. The snow is pretty, she says as Im unbuttoning my jacket. It looks like its a million little stars falling to theSnow: A Short Story
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"The drugs you do were made by people who think in dollar signs, and that's not very punk of you, maybe you should change your mind."
-"Power Plant" by Andrew Jackson Jihad
-Gabbie
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With the biggest hazel eyes you've ever seen...
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Sink your teeth into the flesh of midnight! Night forever more!
"The Mars Volta" oh yeah
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Sink your teeth into the flesh of midnight! Night forever more!
"The Mars Volta" oh yeah
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Sink your teeth into the flesh of midnight! Night forever more!
"The Mars Volta" oh yeah
i'm thinking.
i forgot you had one of these.
loveyou.
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my body is a witch//i am burning it.
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Love the Wakka!
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I don't need society to open up my fly for me
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