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By the time that we die Our spirit's at rest That's when we fly To the place that's the best But what if that place At the end of our rope Isn't full of grace And it's all one big joke? Nothing is certain At the end of it all When you close the curtain There's nowhere to fall But that's just a guess And a rough one at that When you're in a mess And need some help stat Don't end it all there And just slip away Push through your fears There's always a way None of us know What's waiting for us But the older we grow The harder the stress I know life is shit And you want an escape But this isn't it And it's never too lat

     Wilson awoke to the sound of birds chirping. He sat up and rubbed his eyes. He glanced around him. Well, still here, he thought. That rules out this being a dream. He got up, stretched, and picked up his vest from the ground, shaking it to get some of the dirt off. He figured he'd have to wash it later. He looked around, and called out hoping to get a response. Nothing. He sighed, and started wandering around again.      Wilson looked around as he traveled, hoping to find things of interest. He picked berries, picked up seeds, and pulled some grass. He even found a few carrots. He thought about what he would need to do to last out here

     Mr. Trump leaned back in his chair, stretching his arms behind his head. He had made it, he thought. The Oval Office. President of the United Fuckin' States. He looked around his new office, thinking about all the things he could change about it. Hmm, I'm not sure I like the color, he thought. Maybe I'll paint everything gold. He pressed the buzzer on his phone to call his secretary.     “Donna, get in here. I need you to make a note for me.” He yelled. He heard a sigh and then a response.     “You've got paper in there, don't you? Write it yourself!” Donna shouted back. Mr. Trump smiled to himself and again p

Dear Marley     I had to summon a lot of willpower to write you this letter. I wasn't originally going to, but I just wanted to tell someone. Anyone. I know I haven't spoken to you in the past few days, or has it been weeks? I'm not even sure anymore. Anyways, I know I haven't said anything to you in...some time, and I hope you aren't mad at me, I really wanted to talk to you but I just haven't been myself lately. Things haven't been going well for me. I've been seeing my therapist for some time now because of what I've been going through but it's not helping. I don't think he understands me at all. Every time I talk to him and we talk abou

     Jordan stood proudly in front of his wall. He had finally finished his collection. It took years to put together, but it was worth it. It was full of things he loved. He couldn't wait to show Marie, his best friend. He called her from his cell phone and ecstatically told her to come over. He wanted to show her his collection. She told him that he isn't supposed to be calling her, and asked if he forgot. His excitement died for a moment as he said he did, but then he felt the excitement come back when she mumbled something and said she'd come over, but this had to be the last time. He shouted “thank you” and hung up, excitedly

    Wilson was a scientist. Or rather, a self-proclaimed one. It wasn't as much an occupation as it was a hobby. The others in the scientific community weren't exactly kind to poor Wilson. He was certain that there were things that science alone could not explain, and that magic could fill in the holes of the mysteries of life. The others found his work to be ludicrous, as he had yet to prove anything. Despite this, Wilson continued his work, ignoring any and all setbacks.     That is, until today.     Today was a miserable day in the life of Wilson. While he was used to his experiments failing, he had never experienced all his experiment

(Parody of "Don't Stop (Color on the Walls)" by Foster the People) Work little work Small perk big thoughts Gonna make anything that I want One screw, two screws I knew it won't do About ready to just give up That's when I hear a voice on the radio "I have the knowledge to help you" That's how I Ended up surrounded by Trees and monsters and this Maxwell guy Yeah, yeah He said "Don't starve, don't starve, don't starve" Talkin' to me "Starve, don't starve, don't starve Before winter comes" I build, stomach filled, everyday's the same drill I'm really sick of all these thrills At noon sometime soon giving pigs a boon Just avoid them when it'

    There are not enough good men in this world, and yesterday the world lost another one. While he may not have stopped a war or changed the world in some way, he was still a good man, and that at least counts for something. Satoru Iwata was that man. Nintendo has been thought of as being behind the times for quite awhile, but Iwata helped lead the company to get caught up, even if they weren't leading the charge like Sony is. Despite being the CEO of a company and overseeing many projects at Nintendo, he still found the time to make appearances at conventions and do interviews and videos for Nintendo fans.    It's those videos that are wh

    Kyle sat by himself in the bar. Just him and his drink. He came to this bar to try to forget his troubles, and it actually worked for a little while. He would always feel like shit in the morning, but at least he'd have a few hours of peace to help him sleep. He took another sip only to find his bottle was empty.     “Great. Empty already.” He grumbled. He looked up to see if the bartender was busy only to realize the bartender had gone. Disgruntled, he looked around and to his surprised, the bar was empty except for one man with a suitcase sitting at the opposite end of the bar. Kyle looked around once more just to make sur

I met this cool person through email Fell in love when she said she was female We had a fine date And when it got late I found out that she was a shemale