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The flight attendant winded around the corner of the aisle and strode towards the cockpit. She smiled to the co-pilot as he exited the area and gave her a nod and a tip of his hat. It was close, she thought. When he had gone, she checked the bomb from behind the curtain.

Her orchid and pink colored jewel-like beads clinked together from her gold chain bracelet. I peered at it as she instructed I look at the crystal ball. I didn't want to know my future anymore, so I stared at the charms, and she told me I was probably going to die tomorrow.

rainy

It was a rainy day like all the others that had come and gone, but she didn't feel the same comfort from the foggy windows and past drawings coming to life in the condensation of the glass. The water pounded from the sky and pitterpat along the roof. Her breath was warm but her skin cool. It wasn't the same. It was never the same alone.

The festival buzzed with excitement. Chatter from old folks and families and bubbly teens overwhelmed the chipper music reverberated across chimes and stretches of decorations. In the midday sun, shadows cast on smiling faces.

My brain can't function to a full extent at the moment. I feel really effing annoyed and it won't go away cause I haven't written in a year and don't plan to, cause honestly I'm about to effing die. Soon, anyway. What the eff do you do in this situation? DIE DIE DIE. Ba ba ba ba aba aba badad dada dadaaaaa.

Wow, bees were attacking and it was like, insane. Seriously, bees, what's with them? Okay, writing like a stoner isn't working. I don't know, bees are effing weird. And the hives are like...buzzing.

The endless maze was very endless. I often wonder why I bother with this, knowing other people could read it, and plagiarize my awesome thoughts. But you know, it happens. Too bad Stephanie Meyer is such an idiot as to write a story about gay fairies. You know, Twilight is about the importance of having a boyfriend. And necrophilia. Fucking weird. Dude, don't watch or read it. :) ttyl

Supercalifradgicol.....I love David Boreanaz. :)

writing since 2011 · 21 entries · 21 days shown up

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on this day 14 years ago

Shannon wrote about approval
“He didn't need his approval before, and he certainly didn't need it now, standing on the edge of the building with his arms stretched to full wingspan. He could have wings if he wanted. Just slip awa…”

the words Shannon reaches for

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