MondaysI curve my lips around the brown cylinder, eagerly drinking in the milky smoke pouring from the end of my cigarette. The cool morning air splashes through the open window of the car and I grip the steering wheel tight, trying to keep my composure as I press on through the morning traffic. In ten minutes I will be in my Anthropology class, blinking helplessly while my teacher gushes over her last visit to her favorite Ugandan peasants or some other equally lackluster lecture. Instead of the familiar Monday-morning dread, I feel a sense of comfort and peace, as though I had found the meaning of life and was greeMondays
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“Will you be eating that cake? . . . Say what you want, but I will be taking the cake.”
L Ryuzaki Lawliet, Death Note.
"Mello, you're a butt pirate."
"Gar baby!"
Matty and Mells having a chat . . .
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Art is like that could come alive if you tried to work on it....
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haikus are easy
but sometimes they don't make sense
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