Personal Space

personal space the car stops. the back of my head hits the edge of the steering wheel and i whine. it doesn't hurt but i whine anyway, and the sound rings in my ears.

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Missing Person

(there's a particular type of person who will be entirely nonplussed by the phrase "this is because i'm a stegosaurus, isn't it?") but for the most part i play the part of the model citizen.

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My personality

#22 of love _never love two persons, unless you always have a choice. never love two persons,_ _because you'll listen only to one voice......_

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Personal Introduction

I am not really missing my middle fingers, i just wrote that as a metaphor for a personal struggle of mine. but yeah, here's my personal introduction. i will be uploading this story here, at weasyl, and at furaffinity.

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Personal Encounter

Once the other person's hand left him, vincent stumbled drunkenly to his feet, facing the arrival. no longer crouched on the floor, he could now assess the other person, who had a camera aimed right at him.

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Split Personality

It was a Sunday morning. The sun was just starting to rise, and a dragon named Leviathan continued to sneak up on the dragon-shaped lump in the bed. He smiled and pounced, bouncing on the bed while screaming. "WAKE UP SIR!!!!" After a few seconds,...

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Personal Trainer

It'll only be for today but as a personal trainer i think you might like what i have to offer." he said, extending his services. the proposal seemed to linger in the boy's mind while he considered the possibility.

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Personal Assistant

"you're going to make a fine personal assistant mr. macintyre.

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Not a Morning Person

Fox was the only person in the universe who could privately get away with calling wolf such a nickname and it was a privilege he was more than happy to abuse.

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Personal Empowerment

The superpower to turn someone into a superpowered person for exactly 48 hours.

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poem/personal

High She was left on the ground, Broken and wounded, a small puddle at her head, from the tears she had shed. The Dark clouds were fast coming, Ready to take her away. When a small light came into view. Closer it came she saw it was...

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The Personal Ad

Rory held onto the pole of the subway car as it rattled along the dark tracks. He exhaled, the sound lost among the bustling noise around him. The large crowd of people around him was making him uncomfortable, especially considering where he was...

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