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SweetAutumns


I like my girls how I like my coffee; in a plastic cup.

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  • 501 weeks
    Communism

    I found this while looking at a cross-over fic with Papers, Please.
    Then I found this one.

    Yeah, ponies be communists.

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  • 501 weeks
    Dedicated To/About Scootareader

    I actually wrote this a while a go but it didn't have enough words to be published.

    Author's Note:
    Brace yourselves, this'll be creepy.
    And none of this is actually true.
    But, dude, you wanted this. I'm sorry, Scoots.

    Oh, sweet magnificence...
    He is so beautiful. Yet I have never seen his face.

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  • 505 weeks
    My day off


    Annnnnnnd...

    So... yeah. That happened.
    Oh, and:

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Sep
21st
2014

Dedicated To/About Scootareader · 12:58pm Sep 21st, 2014

I actually wrote this a while a go but it didn't have enough words to be published.

Author's Note:
Brace yourselves, this'll be creepy.
And none of this is actually true.
But, dude, you wanted this. I'm sorry, Scoots.

Oh, sweet magnificence...
He is so beautiful. Yet I have never seen his face.
He is so beautiful. Yet I have never heard his voice.
He is so beautiful. Yet I have never felt his soft skin.
He is so beautiful. Yet I have never smelled the luxurious scent of his hair.
He is so beautiful...
He is so wonderful...
He is so amazing...
I think of him every second...
If only...
I wish to tell him of his brilliance.
I wish to tell him of his radiance.
I wish to tell him...
If only I...
I look in the mirror. I see him behind me.
I look in the mirror. I am disappointed that he is not truly there.
I look in the mirror. I cry, hoping that he will hear my plea.
If only I could...
I cut into my flesh. I wonder if he knows my pain.
I cut into my flesh. I wonder if he shares my suffering.
I cut into my flesh. I wonder if he would have sympathy for me.
I lay on my bed. I hope that someday...
I lay on my bed. I hope that I might meet him.
I lay on my bed. I hope that I might tell him.
I lay on my bed. I hope that I might embrace him.
If only I could be...
I dream of him. He is so... awesome.
I dream of him. He is so... decadent.
I dream of him. He is... my one and only.
I ache for him. Yet he is not mine.
I ache for him. Yet he does not even know of me.
I ache for him. Yet he belongs to another.
If only I could be... SO GROSSLY INCANDESCENT!
Bwa-? Oh... Scootareader? ...Yeaah, he's OK, I guess.

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Comments ( 2 )

I have a link to this story on my user page. :ajsmug:

Yeah...
But most people won't actually pay attention to that list, because they're gits.
Most people wont pay attention to this but I thought that I'd do it anyway.

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