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"Alright gang! Here is where you are, up on Tokyo tower where the girl of your dreams is waiting, and suddenly you are hanging on for dear life on the edge where she comes and attempts to pull you up! And action"
"Is life really like that?" a naive coworker asked her friend.
The camera-man quietly laughed and said, "Only if you are in the movies kid, only in the movies can something as stupid and nauseating as this can spawn."
She sighed and swept her eyes over her desk. An assortment of chocolates, a solitary lily (her favorite), sparkly wrappers, dog hairs, pictures of friends and family, notebooks filled with secrets, notebooks filled with poems, pens, pencils, erasers, and a note from her ex-boyfriend telling her how much he loved her. Ah, how life throws various pieces of junk at you.
"Oh Belladame Magnifique! if I had a hundred lives I would spend each one of them with you!" he crooned from below. "Knock off it! You just want to get into my pants!" She laughingly yelled from above. "Pants would be nice too," he smirked lovingly, "but I would take your lips over that any day, any minute, any precious second." She sighed. "Monsieur, if you had jewels for every time you opened your mouth, their would be a pile of 1 karats at your feet! Now leave me be!" Closing the door behind her, she turned the light off, leaving the hopelessly-in-love gentlemen out on the streets of Paris with nothing but his heart on his shoulder and her words in his ears.
When I think of a breath, I think of holding it before a great big moment. Holding it in to make a sound in your saxophone, or to sing the first note to your masterpiece, or blowing out birthday candles, or having your first kiss. It may seem silly to hold your breath for such (maybe) trivial things, but I think holding your breath, ready for that big moment, is half the excitement.
Before the tragedy of Humpty Dumpty, the kingdom of Far Away (created before Far Far Away) was at peace with it's fairy tale characters. Before the disastrous resettlement of the characters, there was peace and harmony. But as you know, Humpty Dumpty had a great fall, so here we are today, with Far Far Away being a melting pot of sorts and the kingdom of Far Away reduced to a haunted village, where only Hans Christensen and Grimm characters flock to to save their salvation, for after all; none are welcome now, and soon, even Far Far Away will be reduced to ashes.
Trial and error. Batter-up, one will get medal, the other the cup. 18 and 20, 5 and 12, know that love, that emotion too well. Step right up, try your luck, you might find in the time you've spent, the love you have, or had, or will have, will have gone, be lost, or went.
Relax. It is only a sheet of paper. It may be blank, but it is ok. The blank ones are the worst, maybe I should get lined onesss-no, don't screw yourself up. Breathe. Now un-clench that pen and grab a brush. That should be better. Dip it in the black ink (black is very morose, but such beauty) and touch the paper with the first stroke.
Why do they always say this? They claim to love me, and they claim they are my friends, but no! Friends wouldn't do that, and especially not that! The voices are my better friends, they only tell the truth, and what is best for me, and those people with their fake smiles and phonie personalities make me want to kill them all! Gah! I could scream, and one day I will, with the bullets coming out of my AK-47! One day I will be the Holden Cauldfield of this century, only this time, I won't be the one catching, I will be caught! I will be caught, and I will like it-no, I will love it! I will be like a god! And all who will perceive me (because no one will ever know truly know me) shall know who to be worshiped, praised, dignified, honored, glorified, all of this, will become my platform, and I, it's beautiful silver statue, because the only true metal is one that will tarnish!
"Someday, despite what you think you know about me, I will become famous. No, I may not be on a billboard, or on a box of frosted flakes. I may not be on a tv commercial or an internet ad. I may not even be known to you at all, but god-dang it, one day I will be famous, and it will blow your frickin' mind away." This five year old was too energetic for my taste, but I got to hang it to her, she sure had spunk; at least that was what my 10 year old mind was thinking.
Together forever. They tried to carve it on a tree, but they couldn't carve it. They tried to paint it on the car, but it kept running off. They tried to seal it with a kiss, but the kiss was dry and without feeling. They said together forever, but they didn't know what it meant.
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