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"Okay," I replied. I didn't bother brunching my face up and screaming out a reply, repeatedly, until someone received the words and shouted back. No, that was unnecessary, for I could hear the buzz of flies coming from the room my mother currently was pa

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Fic yaoi(? Cap 2Estoy acostado en el pasto para cuando despierto,sigo pensando en el beso...Calido y dulce que consumio todo mi cuerpo
he hiso que me desborde de felicidad...
pero no dura mucho.

Al salir de la escuela encuentro a Penn con una chica,ojala no me hubiera acercado.
El la toma de la cintura y la mira con sus penetrantes ojos verdes,esos ojos que por un momento pense que podian ser
mios y que solo yo podia perderme en ellos

que estupido fui al pensar en eso..ademas a mi me gustan las chicas.
Me voy al parque donde no puedo dejar de pensar si en penn,en como toda la gente me desagrada pero el no , y por sobretodo si ira al campamento

Como tod

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by =SayakaKirishima, Dec 18, 2012, 9:31:15 PM
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What is ... 'I'...?

I
Pronoun
1.
the nominative singular pronoun, used by a speaker in referring to himself or herself.
noun
2.
(used to denote the narrator of a literary work written in the first person singular).

And then... what is... 'Me'...?

Me
Pronoun
1.
the objective case of I, used as a direct or indirect object: They asked me to the party. Give me your hand.
2.
Informal. (used instead of the pronoun I in the predicate after the verb to be ): It's me.
3.
Informal. (used instead of the pronoun my before a gerund): Did you hear about me getting promoted?
adjective
4.
of or involving an obsessive interest in one's own satisfaction: the me decade.

"Obsessive interest in one's own satisfaction" huh.....? I... and Me... is that what I am...? What Me will be...?

Perhaps you should ask not 'what?' but 'who?'.

Okay.. then... Who am 'I'? Who is 'me'?

That, my dear, is for you to define.

But I am no dictionary! There is no formula! No logic behind this! Who...am... who... is.... I don't know... There is nothing...

So write it, then. If the definitions come from you, then you will truly know Knowing in your head is so much different than knowing in your heart, darling.

What is... 'Heart'...?

...
Heart
Noun
1. _{No Data}

So, then... What will you write in your dictionary?

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I don't... what is... BLEH! I really need to sleep :/ I've been fighting to stay awake for several hours. I hate sleep. Always have. Anyway, No clue where this came from or what the heck is even going on in this.

Merry Christmas

I don't own the dictionary definitions. Those came from Dictionary.com. Yup.

Writing (c) moi, ich, me, boku, ect

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~Tala-shi Dec 19, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

splendid! This is a very interesting read!

=SayakaKirishima Dec 19, 2012 Student General Artist

Thank you! I sill don't know what is is! 8D

~Tala-shi Dec 19, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

lol that doesn't make it any less great, sometimes a little mystery is a good thing.

=SayakaKirishima Dec 19, 2012 Student General Artist

Well, I suppose so

~Tala-shi Dec 19, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

hey, since ur online, aim?

=SayakaKirishima Dec 19, 2012 Student General Artist

nope. I'm heading out to the Anime Club Christmas party!~

~Tala-shi Dec 19, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

There's a Christmas party? never mind, maybe later then, let me know when you get back on.

*ChristaSea Dec 19, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

This..is deep

=SayakaKirishima Dec 19, 2012 Student General Artist

Thank you, I think?

*ChristaSea Dec 19, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

Hehe, yes, tis a very good thing

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