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I took off the lid and my hand dove inside. I felt a smooth roughness, if that made sense, followed by level buttons of the most creamiest and delicate substance that made my taste buds dance and euphoria trickle into my nervous system.
I grasped the object very tightly around my fingers and took a small nibble.
Utter bliss.
Sometimes you just need someone's approval. Maybe there's something that you want to do, but you're not too sure of it; having somebody say, "Hey! That's cool! I support you!" just might make achieve your goal.
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^I'm almost positive that I lost a couple of IQ points reading that.
Certain substances can and will cause harm to you, sending waves of toxins throughout your body.
My body slammed against the brick wall harshly, my shoulder dislocating with a disgusting pop; I groaned.
You gasp, teeth biting on your chapped lip. Your eyes travel downward to your arm; it has two, freshly made holes simmering in poison.
Old and worn, an key rested in my palm; my fingers flipped it over and over, feeling where the rust had taken over.
You keep your lips under lock and key, not letting a singer whisper escape. The tidbit is kept close to you, close to your heart, but it slowly eats you away from the inside; nobody else may know except for you, and that's only the half of it.
Bruised and frostbitten fingers with a side of tragic despair aching her body; she had no way out, and she didn't even know how she got in.
I sat alone in the dark. Well, more like in the dark, in a cabinet. I was certain that this would be the best hiding place ever; maybe I'll actually win this time. I waited and waited, but then I heard something that didn't exactly sound like footsteps.
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