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This is Home. Summer sun pours in through dust-coated shutters, and I'm still doing homework. I'm still writing essays, I'm still studying hard. I'm still getting a grand total of five hours of sleep a night, and I'm still speed-walking from class to class with legs sore from all the stairs I have to climb daily.This is Home. by ~SweetOutcast
And I'm loving it.
I love this place. I want to stay forever.
I mean, right now, two guys are dancing in the laundry room, and I'm writing this on a laptop atop a row of washing machines. My new friends, my real friends, are laughing, and so am I.
Earlier today, I talked to my English teacher about the universe.
And last week, my bi
Something from Nowhere Was there ever a beginning?Something from Nowhere by ~SweetOutcast
Yes.
When was it?
A long time ago.
Like how long?
Billions of years.
What was before the beginning?
Nothing. That's why it's called the beginning.
I can't imagine just plain nothing. No earth, no universe, no stars or planets. Just...nothing? And that's it?
Yes.
Then where did something come from in the midst of all this nothing?
Somewhere.
But if there was nothing, shouldn't there also be a nowhere?
That's a safe assumption, I suppose.
Then if there was nowhere, there was no somewhere for the beginning somethings to come from?
Um, yes?
But you just said that the begi
The You I Knew There was a time when I was ever hopeful that some good would come of all this, that our efforts would not be in vain, that we wouldn't crumble. All that time we spent apart, I just tossed it over my shoulder, overlooked it. It paled to utter insignificance in light of all the events that filled the void between us.The You I Knew by ~SweetOutcast
I thought we should speak again. Catch up on what the other has missed, fill in the blanks. Little did I know that the blanks were already filled.
I didn't change. I was still the same me I was the last time we spoke.
You, however...
I never expected such loss. I never, not once, thought that maybe you, or at least th
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I'll see you in the nightosphere you sick freak
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I'll see you in the nightosphere you sick freak
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"That's not Shakira; that's like friggin' Taylor Swift!"
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I'll see you in the nightosphere you sick freak
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"I've seen things you people wouldn't believe. Attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion. I watched C-beams glitter in the dark near the Tannhauser gate. All those moments will be lost in time... like tears in rain..."
-Roy Batty in Blade Runner