Knit me a nooseKnit me a noose, all feathers and flair Croquet me something and let me hang there Clicking of metal and tightening of wool Strangling and gasping, the pitiless foolKnit me a noose
Bury me deep in threads and twine Wrap me up tight and I’ll claim it as mine Throw me the blame, drop me a stitch Nothing a little string won’t fix
For the recordFor the record, everyone dies at the end. Oh, don’t look so surprised.For the record
To say that Becky argues with her mum is like saying that Hitler had a grudge against the Jews. So when Becky gets her L’s, tensions run high. Needless to say, the comments flying weren’t always about her steering.
Jake needed his P’s. He just did. He’s got a job out of town and if he didn’t get them, he would be out of a job faster than you can say transport. Which is pretty fast considering it’s been on his mind the past few months.
Dave is the only one of his friends who doesn’t d
Sticky BloodI never did give blood.Sticky Blood
I mean, that massive trailer came to my school that one time, people walked around like idiots with red teardrop stickers. But I’d skipped lunch, and I didn’t bring a drink bottle that day, and I heard you had to drink something insane otherwise you’d faint real fast.
Haha, yeah. I get the pun.
After that, the excuses just kept stacking up.
I’ve got this thing about needles.
I have the most common type, they don’t need me.
Skin is meant to hold the blood inside you.
Yeah, skin is. Too bad it breaks really
Blame it on the mathsJordan blames it on maths. She also blames it on half an hour of listening to 96 pens scratching and pages turning at the end of the exam, but mostly on maths.Blame it on the maths
Because maths is the single most boring topic in the whole world and she’s had to sit through an hour and a half of the damn subject before another half hour of brain numbing boredom.
So yeah, she blames it on maths.
She’s sitting in the maths exam, trying to catch eyes with one of her friends to send them an exasperated look, when this fully formed plot and characters wanders into her head and sits down like it’s some well trained
Arty goodness
Winter Downs
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"My soul melteth for heaviness: strengthen thou me according unto thy word."-Psalm 119:28
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"No man is happy without a delusion of some kind. Delusions are as necessary to our happiness as realities." - Christian Nestell Bovee
Thanks for the
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"If I ask you only one thing, I'll ask you to believe in me."
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"My soul melteth for heaviness: strengthen thou me according unto thy word."-Psalm 119:28
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"My soul melteth for heaviness: strengthen thou me according unto thy word."-Psalm 119:28
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