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Temper. That boy has a mighty fine temper on him, that one. Bloody spoiled, he is. Always throwing his food about, who does he think he is, the bloody King of England? Someone needs to be teaching him a lesson.
Exquisite. The smell of her shampoo. The colour of her eyes. Her smile. Everything about her. But he would never tell her. How could he, when he was, for lack of better word, "friend-zoned"?
Beauty in its breakdown. Natural beauty, caked in ugliness, makeup, and clothes.
Torch. Red, yellow, bright, burning with hope. Torches light up the dark,like beauty in the face of darkness.
Staple. Staplers are safe. Secure. They hold things together. Like corn. Corn is secure. Corn is a staple in our lives. So are potatoes. We'd probably die without them. Oh gosh. I don't even know what I'm talking about anymore. I shall type random words hoohoohahaha Leverage is really cool, unlike Glee.
Duration. Sounds kinda like durians, don't you think? But durations don't stink, like durians do. I don't like durians. They give you the funniest, funniest breath. I prefer durations. Like durations in a hotel room. Hotel rooms are nice, always so posh, innit? Not like durians. Heaty as hell. Why do people like durians anyway? Horrible fruits. Prickly little bastards. I don't like durians at all.
What's in a petition? Are you signing the petition to join a cause you believe in, or are you signing it to get that annoying person off your back and away from your life? Would that petition make a difference? Would you care if it made a difference?