jsal17
i already did this one yesterday...
people who dont wanna work... the government gives them money. they just want more iphones. obama is paying them to be fat and lazy. thanks, mr. president.
there she waits: above the vines. i climb to her, calling her name. but wait; no. we must be silent. but how can i be silent when every fiber of my being is screaming for her?
breakfast at boarding school. bagels and cream cheese. well, at least it's something i can manage to eat without excessive gagging. maybe today won't be so bad, after all.
The world is ending. The Plague is upon us.
Or is it a Blessing? Do we deserve this? After everything: every sin, every wrong, every single damaging act?
How can we right these wrongs?
i see the fields laid out before my eyes. they stretch on and on until they collide with the endless blue sky. the horizon seems an eternity away but i resolve to walk until i get there.
i will press on.
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