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- So You Want a New Perception at storywrite
- The Pasta Case at storywrite
Detective Walagash surveyed the scene through slanted, thin eyes.
"Can I get a bottle of Snapple in here, somebody?!" - Liltless at storywrite
“Pester-Wing?”
She called me from her fancy banana throne, its pizza headpiece glowing in the sheen of the sun drenching us from the bay window. Wallowing in its warmth, I l - Astere River at storywrite
I remember nothing. I remember me, I remember who I am, I know, but my memory feels blank, empty, white. Nothing around me is white, in fact, everything around me is very norma - That Lake at storywrite
Dinky misfits screaming
on the edge of the lake, - Three Passive Fluxes at storywrite
John "Old" Gorkings
1970-2003 - crazy at storywrite
I used to do drugs destructively.
Parties were the only fun and copious amounts of whatever anyone could get their hands on were consumed. Alcohol was a constant thing; Thi - Sabdieye at storywrite
off went he, Alfonso Pintura, down the road to Mount Cezarino with a bandaloon on his back. The road to Mount Cezarino was long and dull,
hence paved with butterknives. - Charlie and the New York Dream at storywrite
My back hit the floor with an audible thud.
I looked up the flight of stairs, seeing Charles looming at the top of them, eyes full of adrenaline. Charlie Stans was the sten - Sign Up For a Blog Now at storywrite
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