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AutopilotStanding in the middle of the room, I suddenly woke up - I thought about all the depressing matters
I had dealt with the last days - but I didn't feel depressed, I was laughing like crazy,
"and I didn't even have to feel ANY OF IT!"
After a whole year of intense studying, it felt like I was nearing my goal - after many bad attempts.
Standing in the shower, I was feeling that feeling you get afterwards, like when you're really
pleased with yourself. And I was - for many reasons.
I was hungry - of course I dealt with that in the same quick manner as everything else in my life these days.
I kept thinking to myself, that after this hits the market, will people ever go back? I didn't think so.
The world NEEDS people to make it go around, I mean, you can automate all you want, but you still need people
around the machines. The thing is, I want to give people the full package - depending on their lack of strength.
It's strange to see how freaking expendable our emotions
really are - how close
Diamonds are a Rarity“Excuse me?”
“It's exactly what it sounds like dear. I don't see why you're making such a big fuss.”
“You just called me fat, I have the right to fuss.”
“'Plus sized', dear, 'Plus sized'. We don't use the 'f' word in this studio.”
Rarity continued to take the measurements of her new recruit, wrapping the yellow tape around Diamond Tiara's thick middle, and watched as it dug in just slightly to her silky paunch.
“Still feels rude...” Diamond continued complaining, blushing at the sensation of her belly wobbling as Rarity whisked the tape away. She understood why taking her sizes with clothes on would be counter productive. But standing, arms out, with nothing but her undergarments as an older (fairly attractive) woman probed every jiggling inch of her exposed body was a rather embarrassing experience. She almost regretted not bringing Silver along now. Poor girl would have passed out the moment she had to shed her top.
New York X Boxer Reader
I hate school and people. They’re so annoying but the most annoying thing is females because they don’t stop screaming and nagging. Arg I hate girls that nag and scream a lot but I do love to find someone that is less annoying, nagging and screaming I hope I find her soon *sigh.*
I’m walking in the hallways in school also our school name is in Hetalia High School Academy and beside me is my brother Alfred. Me and him are country and our country name is New York and America and both of us play basketball and are the best except for Lovino, Tony, Gilbert, and Vash. So now I’m talking to Alfred about something that happen to me.
“I hate girls so much bro.” I said to Alfred then Alfred gave me his goofy smile and push me toward him and say
“Don’t say that girls are just annoying because they are who they are dude also there are girls that aren’t annoying bro.” Alfred said to me then I sigh and
Fly Over and Stay at My Place | NYC LoveDeacon: It’s official! I'm going to New York! Thing is… I gotta go with my family…
Brian: Sweet! Well, they won’t be a bother.
Deacon: How do you know?
Brian: I’ll get a separate hotel room… or we can drive to my place for the night and hangout. (:
Deacon: Back, sorry. I was kinda stuffing my mouth.
Brian: Hehehe… What’s the name of your hotel?
Deacon: The Marriott.
Brian: Ooh, I’ve stayed there a few times before. You’ll love it! (:
Deacon: Well then, hopefully I’ll see you there tomorrow! Just, don’t come up to me when I’m with my parents, I don’t want them knowing.
Brian: Understood. I’ll find a way to sneak you out. Anyways, have fun, kiddo. I’ll see ya there.
Deacon grabbed his stuff, turned off
you were on a oily and worn table
and you were all screwed apart
machine parts everywhere
cause you were powered off
your head was still on your torso and lower body
but arms and legs were taken off
and your chestplate gone
head was open
your long hair soaked in fluids
black oil leaking out of your arm- and leg joints
your arm, the one nearest me
is a cogwheel in the midst
fastened to your slender female skeleton
and wires were sticking out - the mechanical wires that pulls your movement
the light is dull and yellow
and only lights up the table you're lying on
but i could see what else was around in a green and dim light
nothing of real interest
computers and monitors
your skin is yours
i can bend your bodyparts
and i hear the servos whirring
clear as a memory of yesterday
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