Logan was walking through palmwoods looking for Carlos, he saw him por the pool with Jennifer's so he walked towards them, he dicho Hi". The Jennifer's dicho hola Logan. Carlos had dicho hola logan, what are tu doing. Logan says I am good, I am trying to get away from Camille she gets on my last nerves. Camille says hola logie want to go out with me saturday night for kiss and tell. Logan says no i can't maybe i will ask someone else okay. *camille had left*. Carlos says i better find a girl to go with me at kiss and Tell. Jennifer 2 says i wanna go with tu *She had smiled*. Jennifer 1 says No,...

The autor considered. Then the autor wrote:

Two opposites sat on a park bench

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eating their curds and whey

as soon as it was typed, and replaced it with

and one wanted the other to leave.

The critic noted "That's really not very specific, is it? Two 'opposites'? Come on, you're going to have to be más specific than that."

The autor considered. Then the autor wrote:

The Republican sat down siguiente to the Democrat on the park bench

and nodded, satisfied. The critic clucked his tongue. "Welll...it's not exactly original, is it? And how different are they, really? Honestly, tu couldn't...

Radio mostrar gone wrong!
“Well here we are again with Hillary and Hannah with their 5th season how exciting is that girls tell us about it” dicho Betty.”We are very exciting indeed we work so hard and put our moneys effort into it” the girls dicho strongly.”Ok let’s get back to the callers lets sees who’s there”. As all the girls wait to get the excited caller, Nancy on the other line calls shocked that she’s the first pick “Nancy tu there hello”!?!
“Yea I’m here” Nancy dicho shyly.”Tells what tu liked about one of the shows” Hillary and Hannah dicho calmly.”...

Let my confessions take tu for a ride...

3 o'clock. My attention shifted from the - what seemed to be - hundreds of plaques and awards, degrees and certificates scattered across each oak muro of the office. Of course, the office was meant to feel más like a lounge. A living room perhaps, but I knew exactly what it was. The tick... tock... tick... tock of the segundo hand grew increasing louder as it passed each number, irritating me. I contemplated grabbing my shit and heading for the door, but I couldn't. I was bound to be here, to sit here, and wait for Dr. Thomas. My body grew exhausted...

As I stood there waiting at the calle corner I thought about how much I was going to kill Fawn. She's making me wait por the calle corner drenched in rain while she was probably getting a ride from her father.

I then saw her father's car turn up around the corner. Fawn, with her colourful Jansport bag came out... with an umbrella. I ran up to her and estola the umbrella.

"Hey gothie! Come back here!" She yelled. I laughed as I ran away. She loved to call me gothie. I wore black make-up, black clothing, and I loved skulls. But that doesn't make me goth!

If I'm not a goth, my own person, then...