July 27 2014, 1am
無制限の:: Goldenweek sat back in her chair, a canvas on her lap at which she looked in disgust before tossing it to the side.
“I’m completely out of blue paint,” she murmured in despair, looking down at the pitifully small colour palette on her lap. The only colours on it to be seen were blue, red, black, and white.
Stefan spied the girl surrounded by the smell of paint. He came up to her chair, intrigued, and promptly stuck his nose in one of the grey paints (They were all grey).
He snuffled, to stop the paint going up his nostrils.
July 26 2014, 1am
Let me tell you a tale…
Last year, the night before my birthday, a terrible beast entered my room. It was small and brown and full of sharp edges. It buzzed ominously. I didn’t know what it was, and when I tried to turn off the lights to coax it out of my room and into the hallway, instead of taking the bait, it took a nose-dive into the darkest corner of my room, and finding it was an impossible task. I braved it, however, and went to bed. I felt something crawling on my chest. And suddenly, out from the duvet, was the beast. I screamed and panicked and tried to shove it away, fleeing my room as quickly as possible. The beast continued to evade me, and eventually, too fearful of it to continue staying in my room, I left to sleep downstairs.
That thing, that mysterious beast, haunted my thoughts for a whole year. I hadn’t any idea what it was, and that made it all the scarier.
Fast forward to next summer; 350 days after the previous encounter. My mother and I, watching television late one evening, when something mysterious and buzzing around the lights. I used my laptop as a shield. It was a necessary sacrifice, though it ended up unnecessary. As my mother went to dispose of it, it landed on her chest. She squashed it and the danger was over.
But no, it was far from over. It had only just begun. the smell. The STENCH. It perminated her shirt, her hands, the washcloth she so vainly scrubbed at it with. But it was too late, her allergies were acting up, the smell was everywhere. The beast, we now knew, had a name.
July 18 2014, 8pm
❥❥❥ Today is National Crush Day, so if you’re getting this, it means that someone has a crush on you. The sender of this message wants you to know that they like you very much and that you made their day, so congratulations! The sender also wants you to know that they support you and that you’re loved. Send this anonymously to your crushes and make other people feel loved. ❤♥❤
(( A-A what on me?
I mean, ah. Dearest anon, if you would be so bold as to remove your cloak and show me your true face, so that i may whip you off your feet and snuggle you. Because you’re adorable. This is adorable. Everything’s adorable ))
July 13 2014, 9pm
Tell me what you like BEST about my writing!
- ♡: Your narration
- ♥: Your dialogue
- ❥: Your internal monologues (thoughts)
- ❣: Your descriptions
- ❦: Your details
- ❧: Your plots
- ✽: Your ideas
- ✿: Your characterization
- ❁: There's good sentence variation!
- ✤: Your figurative language
- ❋: Your use of side characters
- ☆: Your understandably
- ☄: WILDCARD! Other: ______
July 13 2014, 1pm
Ways to kill your enemies
I know way too much about killing people because of this website
I STILL DON’T UNDERSTAND HOW THESE INVISIBLE BALLS ARE SUPPOSED TO KILL YOU???? 250K NOTES DOES ANYBODY ACTUALLY KNOW
by swallowing the water without the knowledge of the balls’ presence, you’re basically destined to choke on them
bubble tea of death
Bubble tea of death
Also the marbles absorb water, so once they get inside you, they’ll start expanding even more and basically take all the fluid out of your body and you’ll very slowly dehydrate to death.
i have these and i put them in my cousin’s water and she spit them out and choked me
did you just try to murder your cousin?