Aaaaaaand… BEGIN:
I want to be irreplaceable. I want to be a person that others miss when I'm not there. I want to be a personality that no one can fill in for. I want to bring something new and different to the table. I want to stand out by being myself and only myself. I want to relate to people in a special way, in a way that only I can.
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My boyfriend bought me flowers the other day. In a text message later, he told me:
My boyfriend, people. Dear sweet romantic.
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Here's the beginning of my new story:
The rest is in a notebook somewhere, where I put it down during a boring lecture.
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I don't want to do homework…. :(
~Meggy
I want to be irreplaceable. I want to be a person that others miss when I'm not there. I want to be a personality that no one can fill in for. I want to bring something new and different to the table. I want to stand out by being myself and only myself. I want to relate to people in a special way, in a way that only I can.
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My boyfriend bought me flowers the other day. In a text message later, he told me:
Do you know why I chose those flowers? White carnations are symbolic of purity. The red rose is for love.
My boyfriend, people. Dear sweet romantic.
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Here's the beginning of my new story:
How to begin my tale? It is difficult to say. I could describe Cobbston and its townfolk, queer people that they are – but then you would be left in mystery of me, grasping at straws of details as they are introduced throughout my story. I could make you work a little bit to hold the threads together in your mind; you could get to know me as Cobbston did – piece by piece. Michael did.
But most certainly, I cannot begin with Michael. He was about six feet tall, beefy and strong, and his black hair waved in a goofy arch on his forehead. His eyes were green, his skin was thick, and he was warm – oh, so warm – and a good deal bigger than I. But I did not meet him until after I had met the other players of my tale.
The rest is in a notebook somewhere, where I put it down during a boring lecture.
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I don't want to do homework…. :(
~Meggy