

Amnesia"Hey, uh. Can you tell me what word that says? The one before decimals, please?" He asks, leaning towards me a little. "Uh, sure. Why not," I say looking at the board once and to my book again. "It says 'every'." "Thanks," he says curtly.Amnesia
After a few moments, he asks me again, and since i know it by heart [since i have photographic memory:whee:] i tell him without looking from my favorite book, Eclipse. Right when i thought that he stopped and i was about to offer him my notebook, he starts to lean towards me. I lean the other way, but a little way too much. I fall over and he grabs my hand to pull me back up but it d


vulnerableIm running. not for the freedom. but something else. wind blows into my face. a moist humid breeze. it smells like its going to rain. as I run, I feel the wanting to run faster. then. that's wen I remember what I'm running for. I see their heads bobbing up and down as they walk away from me. although I was close enough to reach for them, I couldn't even hear them. I could only hear the beating of pulse.vulnerable
I try reaching my fingers out to touch her. the only friend I thought I had. but as soon as I was close enough to hold her hand, it suddenly disappears. I try asking what was happening. but they ignore me as if they don't even kn
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~Reality was invented by people without imagination~
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shut up and kiss me.
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Person: Retard.
Me: I prefer the term "Dork" ^^
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Person: Retard.
Me: I prefer the term "Dork" ^^
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