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We commit the same crimes, yet I'm the only one punished for them. You do as many wrongs as I. Hypocrisy at its finest.
Photography is a wonderful thing. Like storytelling through a lens.
Fiery passion. Watery eyes. Earthy scent. Swift as air. Shining soul.
When you are a child you get pleased by the simplest of things. Persuading mom to give you an extra cookie. Kicking rocks on the sidewalk. Hearing your 'robot' voice when you talk into the oscillating fan.
The ground collapses beneath my feet and I begin to drown in an angry red sea of chaos. Lungs gasping for air. I need salvation...and then I look at you.
I fell on the ground in the pouring rain, muddied and defeated. I looked to the crying, gray sky as if to ask whoever was causing it to rain, "Why? Why me?"
We have nothing in common. We have different style, different races, different hair, eyes...we have different taste in music and movies...food, anything you can think of. Yet, why am I so attracted to you?
Trendiness is a disease. It catches on and it turns all of its followers into zombies that can't think for themselves because they're too concerned with making sure they are fitting in with everyone else.
I hate being lied to more than anything else in the world. I've done my share of fibbing but I despise it when I'm lied to, especially by those I consider friends. Just be honest with me. Even if the truth hurts, it'll hurt worse if I find out I was fed lies.
Red velvet cake. So delicious and...velvety. I love all different kinds of cake though. German chocolate...yellow...I'm not very fond of ice cream cake though, never have been for some reason.
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