

A girl named nothingAnother day, another fail. She looked at all around at all the people around her.A girl named nothing
She was sitting at at the airport and watched her plane leave. There was no problem with her ticket and she had got through the securitycontrol without any trouble, and yet she was sitting in an uncomfy plastic chair in front of the huge window and watched her plane take off. They had called her name over the speakers twice, before they gave up on and announced that the plain would be laving any minute. She sat still, wandering about what they did with her suitcase.
Or that is what she should be thinking about. But she wasn't thinking at all, where
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Reality is never enough,
Therefore people dream.
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"Maybe I could be a food critic. 'These muffins taste bad!'
...Or an art critic. 'This painting is bad!'"
-Andy Bernard
Danananaaaaa~ COMMISSIONS
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Going to the toilet is like pulling up your stockings. Sometimes you just don't want to.
© Me and Mariel
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You don't have to be crazy to mutter to yourself in here, but it helps.
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"We need to talk." -- God
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Dancing down the darkest forest path...
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Going to the toilet is like pulling up your stockings. Sometimes you just don't want to.
© Me and Mariel
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Indifference
It takes 43 muscles to frown and 17 to smile, but it doesn't take any to just sit there with a dumb look on your face.
Despair, Inc.
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Going to the toilet is like pulling up your stockings. Sometimes you just don't want to.
© Me and Mariel
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