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The setting huh. That's what I'll do, Maybe walls of dead spiders, And smelling of poo, or I don't know, maybe dead you.
Hi, I'm Oliver. I like writing and I like reading. A lot. That's pretty much it about me, or all you'd want to know from a writing/reading website. Oh yeah, I'm a bit weird too. Probably. You decide. Probably.
The setting huh. That's what I'll do, Maybe walls of dead spiders, And smelling of poo, or I don't know, maybe dead you.
Ah, Microwaves. Odd little thing isn't it. I mean, it can't be easy spinning stuff 'round in your mouth can it. They should really be given a salary. Random..
Spoons. I wonder, who came up with that idea. I mean, it's not something that would suddenly pop up in your mind is it. Mind you, they're pretty cool. And Random..
As I put the old, yellow pencil onto the paper I noticed the strange shapes that were appearing... What were they. Anything you wanted them to be.
Probably can mean many things. The dictionary says it means that something is likely to happen, however it is not certain to.
Legend says that monsters roam the earth. Legend says that every human is either bad or good, that there is no in-betweens. Legend says many things.
I tried to search for it. I looked everywhere. But I still haven't found it. There is a problem. And I don't know what it is. It could be someone else. It could be me. I must find it. Somehow.
A planet, made of sea and land. More complicated than anyone can imagine. The most beautiful planet in The Solar System. Our home. We eat it's food. We drink it's water. We pollute it.