at thestore i saw someone parked so badly i took like five pictures of it. wait a sec. oh my god i was so excited about how bad it was i was licking my chops
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the other day iwas at thestore and this old lady with a witch costume made eye contact w me and said “haha im glad im not the only one in a costume already!!” i was not dressed up
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^^^I HAVE BEENLOOKING AT THESE BOOTS FOR WEEKS IM GONNA BUY THEM AT THESTORE THIS WEEK. NEED ME SOME GOOD WORK BOOTS BEFORE COLLEGE.
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when i was growing up , candycigarettes were a sweet thing liket he sticks in fun dip. btu my boss bought canfy cigarettes in bulk for us at thestore and they taste like pepto bismol. thsi bitch bought us menthol candy cigarettes.
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that post thats like "i cant go to thestore twice in the same week theyll think That girls loves buying groceries what a freak" that really is kind of what i think when i see frequent customers
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Thestor waited patiently for meesha to say something, she was quiet today, quietter than usual. She spoke up " my head hurts."
"Why, what happened? Are u stressed about something?" He asked
"No" she replied shaking her head.
"Then what?" Thestor prompted.
"Leave it. It doesnt matter, its not big of a deal. Tell me about your day." Meeshtha didnt want to spoil the mood, she was already sad enough and didnt want Thestor to be upset too.
"My day today summed up in animal training. I examined ruby and emerald and i think they are almost ready now" she liked how he named his dogs after jewels. He never showed but she knew he would love to have his own dog companion. If it was in her right she would have bought him one already. If only life was that simple.
They talked for hours. Sharing their intermixed personal and impersonal thoughts. However it was time to go now. She always hated saying goodbye, but it was necessary. "I need to go now." Meeshtha said interrupting thestor.
Thestor wanted a little more time, few more minutes perhaps. But he knew, he cant, he had no right, afterall he was all but a friend. He nodded his head once, acknowledging their time limit. "When will i see u again?" He asked but never got the response. He felt her hand slide away from his and heard sound of her footsteps fading. He wanted to see her badly, stare into her eyes so that he could read the depth of her emotions, but he never can. It was stolen away from him 'the power to see' among other things. He should be bitter about it, he should be angry, he should be many things. But he was just stone. He refused to waste his time on thinking things that would never change.
Meeshtha returned back, thestor gave her some solace but it wasnt enough. She brimed with the desire to revenge, revenge for what had happened to her. She knew all so well that there was no reasoning woth half wit and neither would someone blame him. So she took matters into her hands. She creeped her way into half wit's chambers and found his most prized possession - a wooden helicopter. It was ray's father last gift to him and the only thing ray gave a fuck about. It was time to teach him a lesson. She took the wooden helicopter out. Set it on ground anf blazed it. It looked mesmerizing. Fire grew and grew. The glow of burning it soothed her soul. She disappered from the scene. Soon people gathered around fire. She looked from the distance, the moment half wit registered what it was. She heard him crying, bawling his eyes out. She waited for a flicker of regret to come but nothing her heart was empty. It was not fair, she knew that.
But then again whoever said life was fair didnt live long enough to enjoy all the fairness.
It was a payment, payment for hurting her. Soon everyone would know what she did. Some would fear her, some would criticize her. It doesnot matter. Everyone was bad guy in someone's story and she rather enjoyed being villan. She went to the lake where her family had gathered to complete last of the rituals of day. She looked into the river. Her reflection stared back at her. In past she would have been horrified at destroying something. However now her thoughts are somehow changing from an empath to a sociopath.
"Did u enjoy it?" Beatrix came close to her and asked. Ofcourse, she was the first to guess, she always is. Wheather it was a twin thing or not but meeshta shared a deeper bond with beatrix, sometimes telepathic even.
Meeshtha shrugged in response. She had no desire to small talk. She sucked at it anyways.
"Father knew where you went today." Beatrix told.
It wasnt a secret. Everyone knew going to high required blood and pass. Her father was at high position and he monitored everything at haveli. So it wasnt a big surprise that he knew.
Meeshtha shrugged again.
"Mother was talking to him, she thinks its time for your another session" beatrix continued.
"So soon?" Meeshtha asked with tremor in her voice.
"Yes, they also suspect that something is going on. They are afraid that you will become just like kaj."
"Kaj, there is nothing wrong with him. Dont you dare speak that way about our brother."
"I am just warning you of what's ahead. You need to get your act together." Beatrix emphasised.
"I dont give a fuck about it" meeshtha yelled angirly.
Gr8! Once again she had turned spotlight on her. She need to get away from here. She took two long steps and heard Beatrix calling,"run, run meeshtha like you always do. But remember there is only so far that you can go."
Wasnt that the bitter truth. This place only offers an illusion of freedom, there's no way out. Unless! 'No don't think about it'
She was just about to step into her room when she heard her mother calling," meeshtha come here, your dad wants to have a word." She laughed internally. A word. No its a session. She knew it. She trembled in fear thinking about what would happen this time. Whenever it was time for session, she lost a part of herself. She didnt know how much more of it she could take it. Suddenly, she thought of Thestor, she desperately wants to go to him, tell him she needs him. But she cant. It was all just wishful. She steeled her spine and refuse to cower. But no matter how much she convinced herself, every step she took weakened her resolve.
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Mush! by Wayne F. Burke
Dark out at four p.m.the road a sheet of ice,cars snow-covered likeigloo huts; why go outside?Have to get grub at thestore, drag it back on thesled, the huskies like thework and the cold; I giveeach a pastrami sandwichon rye, their names areMutt & Jeff, their eyeslight up in the dark, theysleep beside my bed andthey obey the red law oftooth and claw here in thecruel North where naturespares no…
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