waffleshockk
Iron is in our cereal. Weird, huh? When I think of iron, I don't think of it as something you digest for health, but rather as something strong.. permanent. Like that saying, "Pumping iron." Or just the different ways people pronounce iron. It intrigues me.
He drank the brown drink up, wondering why he was doing so. The whiskey sent a sour tinge down his throat that made him cough up. Soon, he was throwing up on his kitchen floor.
The condo was at the top floor of the upstate New York building that seemed to gleam and shine as it towered over the entire city. Luxurious you might say.. with its divine host and expensive belongings inside.
The gasoline was dripping out onto the cold linoleum floor. He gave me that sickly sweet smile, holding up a match with a pinch of his two fingers. He gave me a peculiar look before striking the match and dropping onto the floor.
Success is that little golden opportunity you get to feel good about something you've accomplished. It's brilliant and glorious and a feeling like no other. Don't like success go to waste. Success breeds evolution.
"In a galaxy far, far away..." These words have become a trademark of our generation. An imprint that will never fail to bring up such joy. Always remember, and never forget the little things that make us human.
Her ego was beyond huge. She actually believed she was the best person there ever was.. with her muddy brown hair, pig nose, and rabbit teeth? I didn't think so. She walked around with low-cut tops and short shorts, showing everyone what can't be unseen.
The mango sat a top of the tropical tree, teasing me with his rotund and juicy appearance. I want that mango, and I shall get it no matter what it takes me. Even my life... not really, because that'd be a horrible way to die.
The outlet was at the other end of the room. It mocked me. I wanted to plug it in so bad. Just like the jingle that kept playing in my head.. "plug it in, plug it in". But what -- do I plug in? Nobody knows... except for him.
The cards were all in my favor now. The pieces set in place. I made my final move, cutting across the board, sifting the cold dagger in my hand; I prepared to strike. This was my final shot. My last chance.. for revenge.
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