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    1. Fubsy 9 yrs ago

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7 yrs ago
Current Who needs Aquaman when you have real superheroes like Mermaidman and Barnacleboy.
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7 yrs ago
Contrary to what anyone says, As Fuck is a reliable unit of measurement.
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7 yrs ago
"Write drunk, edit sober," is a viable strategy until you realize anything you write just divulges into offbeat ramblings.
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7 yrs ago
There's nothing like finishing a good book at 4 in the morning.
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7 yrs ago
Blob Fish > All
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Hopefully I can finish soon, but for now this is what I've got so far.

@Cynder
Okay I have an idea for collaboration for 4 of them
@Fubsy Collaboration?
@SouffleGirl123 Collaboration?
@Amaralyn Collaboration?
@Wade Wilson Collaboration?


Sure! I'm down for it.


Here's the first one! May add more.
Almost done with my first CS! Also, is it alright if I change owl to butterfly?
I gotchu' fam. Bump and interest.
Interested! Owl and cat, please.
I'll be keeping an eye on this. It'd be interesting to see where it goes.
Jacob Rojas



You could always tell the new teachers from the old. The signs were subtle, invisible almost, and sometimes even hard to miss. But once you noticed them, they were as stark as a raven in the pure snow. There was a spark in their eyes. Bright, intelligent, optimistic. Innocence that rivaled a newborn lamb's. A visible ideology that students actually wanted to learn and that all it took was a small little push in the right direction for the scum that was teenagers to become shining examples of society. Of course, this never lasted long. Three weeks at most before life's monotony took over and the startling truth of the system's brokenness wore away the gleam, adding another lifeless cog to the machine that was highschool.

Staring at his new US History teacher, with his pop-culture reference filled introduction and his overly cheerful walk, it was obvious to Jacob that this man was merely another toy for the school to break. Then again, who wasn't? It was just that this toy was newer and shinier than the rest. More likely to snap than the rest.

Jacob sighed and tapped his pencil against the desk. First day of school and already his mood was turning sour. Perhaps it was due to the fact that it was a Friday of all days, or that freedom was only less than a half hour away. Neither did well to appease Jacob's restlessness.

Biting back another sigh--a habit, he made a mental note of, to attempt to undo--he reached into his bag and slipped out his English assignment. It was one of the few things he looked onto without dread regarding the school year, but even then he felt a stir of apprehension stir in his gut. Sharing private feelings with a complete stranger? Anonymous or no, it went against many of his own personal rules. Still, it was a major grade and Jacob wasn't going to risk not graduating. With a quick glance around to make sure he wouldn't get caught, Jacob pressed his pen to the page and got to filling out the questions.
I swear I'll post soon(ish)! Been trying to think of what to write. I'll definitely have something up before Saturday.
Speaking if which, I'm going on a little camping trip over the weekend. I'll have absolutely no access to internet. So if you need anything, ask now or Monday.
I'm cool with the partner swap.
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