My Thread. 99.9% unofficial.
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Thread Topic: My Thread. 99.9% unofficial.
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I was saying WHAT?? to that she never had a period. Late post issue.
I know someone who doesn't have a belly button if that's weird enough. -
Oh I get ya. I'll leave. It's all gucci.
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oh okay xD
wait how can someone not have a belly button? :/ -
so many late posts
Ale: You don't have to leave -
I don't know. I think she had some weird surgery before she was actually born or something. Don't know all the details.
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Hic: Hmm, that's weird.
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Yeah.
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My grandparents always told me that if you didn't have a belly button, your butt would fall off.
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A window is beautiful in many ways
It sparkles and shines as the sun peeks in
Stars shine with happy faces as the moon lulls you to sleep
Rain gathers on it as lightning flashes and thunder booms
But the window I know is the most beautiful of them all
It has many colors which consist of white, blue, and black
Each of them in perfect rings around each other
And this window sees many things though it is hard for others to see the window
And I saw this window almost everyday ever since I was little
When the window was neew, it was bright and shiny
The window took in everything and its colors brightened everyday
The window gave me hope
And I loved to look at it
It was beautiful and peaceful
Made of the most purest glass in the world
Through the window I saw hope and wonder
Each day the window seemed to shine brighter and brighter
Time passed fast
And still each day I saw those windows
Pure and good at first
But with time the windows started to become hazy
I couldn't see through them as much
And the world reflected off them instead of letting wonders in
The window was still beautiful
But it was almost always wet
And I did my best to dry the window
I did my best to see through the window
But as soon as I dried the window
It got wet again
And I was never able to see through the window
One day the beautiful windows became very, very foggy
It was glazed over with pain and death
The window opened up to the stars
And the stars reflected off of them
The window was open forever
Though it was open it would never really see the stars it was opened to
I lost the window that day
And I never saw it again
It became buried under dirt and flowers
A stone marks where the window rests
And I can never see it again
A window is beautiful in many ways
It sparkles and shines as the sun peeks in
Stars shine with happy faces as the moon lulls you to sleep
Rain gathers on it as lightning flashes and thunder booms
But the most beautiful window I ever saw
Was shattered by a razor and some pills
i need to stop writing poetry haha -
Have you forgotten so easily? We are you. We are the madness that lurks within you all, begging to be free at every moment in your deepest animal mind .We are what you hide from in your beds every night. We are what you sedate into silence and paralysis when you go to the nocturnal haven where we cannot tread.
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When you were little you couldn't wait to get older
That way you wouldn't have a bed time
That way you could stay up as long as you want
Little did you know
That you would be up at four in the morning
Crying to yourself
Because you're not good enough
Because you hate yourself
Because you wish you could die
Because you'll never win -
My biggest fear is that you will all one day look at me the same way I see myself.
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I'm in the mood for pringles.
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OH LOOK I HAVE PRINGLES.
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Period cravings are weird.
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