it's been a while huh?what's going on? its been some time hasn't it?
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When things were Good"Ugh, what is that smell?" the girl asked herself as she walked out of her classroom into the hallway. She spotted a tall blonde boy walking through the hall towards her. He had not seen her, and was walking slightly apart from the crowd, looking down at his feet as he walked. She smiled inwardly and ran up to him, pressing her nose against his chest, and inhaling lightly. The boy recoiled from her, jerking out of his thoughts. "What the hell are you doing?" he demanded. "You almost gave me a heart attack." "It smells really bad in the hallway, and you smell good," she explained to him, grinning. The boy ducked his head in embarraWhen things were Good
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i require a certain "moral flexibility"
animated but it still looks interesting
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why have emotions if we hide them from the world anyways
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'I'm reaching for the phone...
To call at 7:03
And on your machine
I slur a plea for you to come home'
- A lack of Color | Death Cab For Cutie
Part of the:
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-Better to ask Forgiveness then Permission
-THE HOUSE FELL ON MY OTHER SISTER
-Elphaba: He doesn't love you and he never did he loves me!
Glinda (slaps Elphaba)
Elphaba: You feel better now?
Glinda: Yes I do
Elphaba: Good (slaps back) so do I
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Boyfriends are like technology; they become obsolete so quickly.
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-Better to ask Forgiveness then Permission
-THE HOUSE FELL ON MY OTHER SISTER
-Elphaba: He doesn't love you and he never did he loves me!
Glinda (slaps Elphaba)
Elphaba: You feel better now?
Glinda: Yes I do
Elphaba: Good (slaps back) so do I
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"I do not like to say I have given my life to art. But I prefer to say art has given me my life."
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