Untitled - Chapter 1Lighters, Fires, and ToiletsUntitled - Chapter 1
Scarlet leaned over in concentration, doodling while the teacher spoke of historical things. School was boring enough without a teacher out for your guts droning on about something you would never use in the real world.
She was about to finish the fancy heart design on her notes when—“Why is this so, Scarlet?”
"Ngh?” she grunted, hoping the teacher would go hard of hearing and mistake it as “Niagara Falls,” or something of the sort.
Apparently not. “I said, why is the Middle East in a water crisis?”
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"Oh, sweet Christabel. Share with me your poem.
For I know now, I'm a puppet on this silent stage show.
I'm but a poet who failed his best play.
A Dead Boy, who failed to write an ending
To each of his poems."
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~Now I'm whole~
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There is an enchanting voice coming from behind that door. (opens) GAH!! my virgin eyes!! ... what am i saying!! do that again!!
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Only the good die young.....I guess I'm in for a long, healthy life, then.
"The smoking drinking it thing" - Dying-rose
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aut caeser aut nihil, Goddamnit
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