The LineYour stomach is growling and you’re tired from a day of work. You get to the doors to see the line is straight out of them, so you stand in the back and wait. The line creeps slowly towards the door and you finally get inside to find that line loops, and swivels, pivots, and shifts, dozens of times before it ends at the hostess. You stand in the line inside the door continuously thinking, “I waited this long, I can wait a little bit longer.” You inch forward through the roller coaster of people to the podium where the hostess sits. She tells you it’ll be about forty minutes. You leave thinking, “I’ll just get McDThe Line
The School is a ReligionThe School Is a Religion The white pillars, ascending the stairways, The auditorium, where staff give their sermons, The vending machines, giving communion, The flags, the chairs, exquisite design The cameras see as God’s eyes. The lockers where we try to hide our sins, The bathrooms in which demons’ thrones resideThe School is a Religion
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Me: ZOMG!
Anonymous: O.M.G! Did you just say ZOMG!?
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~Lupus "I have cultivated my hysteria with pleasure and terror"
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Fuin: "Hey, hey, hey look, look! They're looking at the comment!" Watches 'em. "You gonna reply!?" She tilted her head.
Horona: "What the hell is gong on here? Why are you stalking Manda-san's DA?"
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No chance
Dear god
You'll never break my resistance
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