Conversation with MyselfIm Bored.Who cares.I do.No you don'tYour right.I know.No you don'tOh, yeahYou suckYep, so do youI know this, cause im a failYes, yes you are.Im KizaSo am IYesterday I diedtomorrow is bleeding you knowYeahIm loisng all I amyou still got me....no, your not enough, I need more than myself, but no one want to be around mepeople are jerks thoughI know thisreally? yes.Tell me about itNo, I'd rather not, I rather tell my paper with this pencilI can't understand thisbecause your rejecting everyone, I don't need thatAre you sure, this way, you wont get your heart brokenIt already isI dont see
Ocean Prince- Chpt. 1 "Im bored." muttered Arien, as she sat in their room in dewotts guild. She had her large chimchar head in her hands, lying down on her bed made of hay. She blew some of her hair that was hanging in front of her face. "oh come on, Its not that bad is it Arien.......I mean...I think its pretty nice that master Dewott gave us this week off, I mean, you just got back three days ago from....ya know....vanishing and all.... right?" Arien looked over to her partner, Kenya the riolu. She stared at a while as images of that day whirled around in her head. She remembered. Too well. "Yeah...I guess. But-" "No." "What?" " Oh come on, I've known
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