Little Bucktooth Annie fed the lepers with some hearts. They ate and ate and ate and whispered sweet nothings in her ear. She blushed and fluttered and smiled at all the flowers. That is... 'til Dunkin Donuts opened up.
The lepers combed their hair and quickly danced out of her life, for Dunkin Donuts may be filthy but it's the place to be, alright? Little Annie's heart was shattered and it leaked out of her eyes.. All she was now left with were echoes of drunken slurs.
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6 comments:
Not terribly happy. :S
i dont know.. im not unhappy.. im not.. bleh.. i hate feeling too normal.
Don't we all?
What would make you happy? Or rather, "abnormal"? Content with yourself
0osigho0 ... ill have to PM you about that one hahah x_x *needs more computer time**
and .. that story wasn't exactly 'fiction'. :/
Then do so, PM me, one of these days :D
I understand too well the use of metaphors. I love cyphers, don't I?
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