mattyraven
"sit still" she said. her delicate fingers worked deftly with the scissors cutting my hair. "if you keep moving, I'll end up slicing your ear off."
i can relate to no one and everyone. i see things many ways.
its a dull day. laundry to do and rain outside. a typical sunday. lounging around the house reading and watching the hours tick by hoping for a few more moments before work on monday.
warfare of the mind. the learned against the ignorant. stupid people are breeding much more so they have numbers on their side. idk
spring forth from the ground you fertile seeds. the time for growth is upon you. the rains have fallen and the sunshines down. you can become anything if you only try. spring is the time for renewal.
stacks upon stack of books lying unopened and unread. the sunlight filters through a window and shines down on the dusty forgotten covers and no one cares. the library doors have ben closed and locked for years.
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