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[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
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| Another rib cracks, and I taste blood on my breath.
The walls keep pressing in with an implacable force.
They move so slowly but they haven’t stopped.
Smooth metal, cold against both my temples.
I can’t breathe, I can’t scream.
I can’t feel my legs.
They still won’t stop.
Oh god, someone.
Help me.
Plea-.
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Oh my God, look how fat I am this morning.
It's only a matter of time before I explode.
I can't believe I ate so many doughnuts.
How can I possibly face the world?
I don't know, maybe I can.
Well to think of it.
I may be wrong.
I look good.
In this.
Thong | Another rib cracks, and I taste blood on my breath.
The walls keep pressing in with an implacable force.
They move so slowly but they haven’t stopped.
Smooth metal, cold against both my temples.
I can’t breathe, I can’t scream.
I can’t feel my legs.
They still won’t stop.
Oh god, someone.
Help me.
Plea-.
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Dedicated to my dad who sleeps through most TV shows, but when he wakes up, it's always during commercials.
______________________________________________
"We’ll be right back after this message from our sponsor!”
Rogaine for my thinning hair, liners for my underwear.
Those sticky serums soothe both cold and cough.
The Clapper turns lights on and off.
Vince Offer selling his Slap Chop.
Anthony Sullivan on Smart Mop.
Lame Tim Horton’s spot.
Back to plot.
Movie score.
Snore. | Another rib cracks, and I taste blood on my breath.
The walls keep pressing in with an implacable force.
They move so slowly but they haven’t stopped.
Smooth metal, cold against both my temples.
I can’t breathe, I can’t scream.
I can’t feel my legs.
They still won’t stop.
Oh god, someone.
Help me.
Plea-.
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Born, screaming and writhing in blood that was not mine.
Grew, wrestling dad and knowing my victories were empty.
Matured, playing football and learning to hate failure.
Enlisted, believing I would make a difference.
Deployed, thinking this was my time.
Planned, knowing the enemy's location.
Attacked, leaving safety behind.
Ambushed, discovering fear.
Writhed, bleeding.
Mine. | Another rib cracks, and I taste blood on my breath.
The walls keep pressing in with an implacable force.
They move so slowly but they haven’t stopped.
Smooth metal, cold against both my temples.
I can’t breathe, I can’t scream.
I can’t feel my legs.
They still won’t stop.
Oh god, someone.
Help me.
Plea-.
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | I'm not sure how I can only use ten words.
Seriously, what can I start to write with that?
"Once upon a time in a faraway land..."
Nah, that just sounds way too cliché.
"Here I sit, all broken-hearted..."
Nah, that ain't right either.
Almost out of words?!
We started already?!
No redos?!
Fuck.
| Another rib cracks, and I taste blood on my breath.
The walls keep pressing in with an implacable force.
They move so slowly but they haven’t stopped.
Smooth metal, cold against both my temples.
I can’t breathe, I can’t scream.
I can’t feel my legs.
They still won’t stop.
Oh god, someone.
Help me.
Plea-.
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | This is going to be a ten word long sentence.
The next sentence will consist of exactly eight words.
The above was a nine word long sentence.
Followed by this seven word long sentence.
And by this six word sentence.
This sentence has five words.
You guessed it, four.
Three words long.
Almost there.
One. | I just can't stop looking at that girl's long hair.
The way that it slopes down her slender shoulders.
I love how she leans on the bar.
Look how she chats with the bartender.
Her denim outfit is tastefully casual.
Will I see her face?
I can't wait.
She turns!
*Simon‽*
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | A hand written letter found in the mailbox at home.
The message is tear stained, scrawled, and low toned.
A forgotten fear delivered to the door step.
Something one was never ready to accept.
Incredulous, it's read in bated breath.
Question asked, answer already known.
What's reaped was sown.
No other option.
You must.
Go.
| I just can't stop looking at that girl's long hair.
The way that it slopes down her slender shoulders.
I love how she leans on the bar.
Look how she chats with the bartender.
Her denim outfit is tastefully casual.
Will I see her face?
I can't wait.
She turns!
*Simon‽*
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | The sound it makes is like a dry, stuttering groan. It feels like sandpaper in some places, which sucks. Elsewhere, it feels smooth, just as expected. The terror I expected is absent, strangely. However, my body makes me struggle. No flashes before my eyes. The families are watching. They want this. Women cry. Release.
I don't know, it's a hanging, I tried. I'm terrible at these. | I just can't stop looking at that girl's long hair.
The way that it slopes down her slender shoulders.
I love how she leans on the bar.
Look how she chats with the bartender.
Her denim outfit is tastefully casual.
Will I see her face?
I can't wait.
She turns!
*Simon‽*
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | “Choose your words very carefully if you want to live.”
You get one shot at this, so think hard.
Come on partner, I just want my share.”
He pressed the gun under my chin.
“Where’d you hide the goddamn money?”
“…It’s all spent already…sorry.”
I shut my eyes.
Thinking of her.
Finally healthy.
Smiling.
| I just can't stop looking at that girl's long hair.
The way that it slopes down her slender shoulders.
I love how she leans on the bar.
Look how she chats with the bartender.
Her denim outfit is tastefully casual.
Will I see her face?
I can't wait.
She turns!
*Simon‽*
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | I log onto the Reddit app on my new phone.
I go directly to the best subreddit of all.
That glorious thing which is called Gone Wild.
You must upgrade to view this subreddit.
A dollar ninety-nine on Alien Blue.
Is it even worth it?
A one time charge?
Let me think...
Hells Yesss!
Fap! | I just can't stop looking at that girl's long hair.
The way that it slopes down her slender shoulders.
I love how she leans on the bar.
Look how she chats with the bartender.
Her denim outfit is tastefully casual.
Will I see her face?
I can't wait.
She turns!
*Simon‽*
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | I sneak into the library, torch illuminating the expensive art.
Each piece holds secrets dating back hundreds of years.
Most people only see eagles, portraits, or landscapes.
They're blind to the hidden truth within.
I see the six-pointed stars.
I see the inscribed pyramid.
I see the truth.
By Nicholas Cage,
Associate Member,
Illuminati | I just can't stop looking at that girl's long hair.
The way that it slopes down her slender shoulders.
I love how she leans on the bar.
Look how she chats with the bartender.
Her denim outfit is tastefully casual.
Will I see her face?
I can't wait.
She turns!
*Simon‽*
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | He didn't know how to make peace with his fate.
He just found out that he was dying today.
Seems like his life was only just beginning.
And now it would be over, too.
He picked up the loaded gun.
Held it to his temple.
"My life," he thought.
"My choice, then."
"Goodbye, world."
*bang* | I just can't stop looking at that girl's long hair.
The way that it slopes down her slender shoulders.
I love how she leans on the bar.
Look how she chats with the bartender.
Her denim outfit is tastefully casual.
Will I see her face?
I can't wait.
She turns!
*Simon‽*
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
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Buffalo.
| I just can't stop looking at that girl's long hair.
The way that it slopes down her slender shoulders.
I love how she leans on the bar.
Look how she chats with the bartender.
Her denim outfit is tastefully casual.
Will I see her face?
I can't wait.
She turns!
*Simon‽*
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Oh my God, look how fat I am this morning.
It's only a matter of time before I explode.
I can't believe I ate so many doughnuts.
How can I possibly face the world?
I don't know, maybe I can.
Well to think of it.
I may be wrong.
I look good.
In this.
Thong | I just can't stop looking at that girl's long hair.
The way that it slopes down her slender shoulders.
I love how she leans on the bar.
Look how she chats with the bartender.
Her denim outfit is tastefully casual.
Will I see her face?
I can't wait.
She turns!
*Simon‽*
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Dedicated to my dad who sleeps through most TV shows, but when he wakes up, it's always during commercials.
______________________________________________
"We’ll be right back after this message from our sponsor!”
Rogaine for my thinning hair, liners for my underwear.
Those sticky serums soothe both cold and cough.
The Clapper turns lights on and off.
Vince Offer selling his Slap Chop.
Anthony Sullivan on Smart Mop.
Lame Tim Horton’s spot.
Back to plot.
Movie score.
Snore. | I just can't stop looking at that girl's long hair.
The way that it slopes down her slender shoulders.
I love how she leans on the bar.
Look how she chats with the bartender.
Her denim outfit is tastefully casual.
Will I see her face?
I can't wait.
She turns!
*Simon‽*
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Born, screaming and writhing in blood that was not mine.
Grew, wrestling dad and knowing my victories were empty.
Matured, playing football and learning to hate failure.
Enlisted, believing I would make a difference.
Deployed, thinking this was my time.
Planned, knowing the enemy's location.
Attacked, leaving safety behind.
Ambushed, discovering fear.
Writhed, bleeding.
Mine. | I just can't stop looking at that girl's long hair.
The way that it slopes down her slender shoulders.
I love how she leans on the bar.
Look how she chats with the bartender.
Her denim outfit is tastefully casual.
Will I see her face?
I can't wait.
She turns!
*Simon‽*
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | I'm not sure how I can only use ten words.
Seriously, what can I start to write with that?
"Once upon a time in a faraway land..."
Nah, that just sounds way too cliché.
"Here I sit, all broken-hearted..."
Nah, that ain't right either.
Almost out of words?!
We started already?!
No redos?!
Fuck.
| I just can't stop looking at that girl's long hair.
The way that it slopes down her slender shoulders.
I love how she leans on the bar.
Look how she chats with the bartender.
Her denim outfit is tastefully casual.
Will I see her face?
I can't wait.
She turns!
*Simon‽*
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | This is going to be a ten word long sentence.
The next sentence will consist of exactly eight words.
The above was a nine word long sentence.
Followed by this seven word long sentence.
And by this six word sentence.
This sentence has five words.
You guessed it, four.
Three words long.
Almost there.
One. | Don't really know how I got into this mess.
I did everything I was supposed to do.
I took my time and watched him.
Saw where he went and when.
Now I'll never get paid.
And he'll keep breathing.
While I rot.
Buried here.
Alive.
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | A hand written letter found in the mailbox at home.
The message is tear stained, scrawled, and low toned.
A forgotten fear delivered to the door step.
Something one was never ready to accept.
Incredulous, it's read in bated breath.
Question asked, answer already known.
What's reaped was sown.
No other option.
You must.
Go.
| Don't really know how I got into this mess.
I did everything I was supposed to do.
I took my time and watched him.
Saw where he went and when.
Now I'll never get paid.
And he'll keep breathing.
While I rot.
Buried here.
Alive.
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | The sound it makes is like a dry, stuttering groan. It feels like sandpaper in some places, which sucks. Elsewhere, it feels smooth, just as expected. The terror I expected is absent, strangely. However, my body makes me struggle. No flashes before my eyes. The families are watching. They want this. Women cry. Release.
I don't know, it's a hanging, I tried. I'm terrible at these. | Don't really know how I got into this mess.
I did everything I was supposed to do.
I took my time and watched him.
Saw where he went and when.
Now I'll never get paid.
And he'll keep breathing.
While I rot.
Buried here.
Alive.
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | “Choose your words very carefully if you want to live.”
You get one shot at this, so think hard.
Come on partner, I just want my share.”
He pressed the gun under my chin.
“Where’d you hide the goddamn money?”
“…It’s all spent already…sorry.”
I shut my eyes.
Thinking of her.
Finally healthy.
Smiling.
| Don't really know how I got into this mess.
I did everything I was supposed to do.
I took my time and watched him.
Saw where he went and when.
Now I'll never get paid.
And he'll keep breathing.
While I rot.
Buried here.
Alive.
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | I log onto the Reddit app on my new phone.
I go directly to the best subreddit of all.
That glorious thing which is called Gone Wild.
You must upgrade to view this subreddit.
A dollar ninety-nine on Alien Blue.
Is it even worth it?
A one time charge?
Let me think...
Hells Yesss!
Fap! | Don't really know how I got into this mess.
I did everything I was supposed to do.
I took my time and watched him.
Saw where he went and when.
Now I'll never get paid.
And he'll keep breathing.
While I rot.
Buried here.
Alive.
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | I sneak into the library, torch illuminating the expensive art.
Each piece holds secrets dating back hundreds of years.
Most people only see eagles, portraits, or landscapes.
They're blind to the hidden truth within.
I see the six-pointed stars.
I see the inscribed pyramid.
I see the truth.
By Nicholas Cage,
Associate Member,
Illuminati | Don't really know how I got into this mess.
I did everything I was supposed to do.
I took my time and watched him.
Saw where he went and when.
Now I'll never get paid.
And he'll keep breathing.
While I rot.
Buried here.
Alive.
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | He didn't know how to make peace with his fate.
He just found out that he was dying today.
Seems like his life was only just beginning.
And now it would be over, too.
He picked up the loaded gun.
Held it to his temple.
"My life," he thought.
"My choice, then."
"Goodbye, world."
*bang* | Don't really know how I got into this mess.
I did everything I was supposed to do.
I took my time and watched him.
Saw where he went and when.
Now I'll never get paid.
And he'll keep breathing.
While I rot.
Buried here.
Alive.
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
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Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo.
| Don't really know how I got into this mess.
I did everything I was supposed to do.
I took my time and watched him.
Saw where he went and when.
Now I'll never get paid.
And he'll keep breathing.
While I rot.
Buried here.
Alive.
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Oh my God, look how fat I am this morning.
It's only a matter of time before I explode.
I can't believe I ate so many doughnuts.
How can I possibly face the world?
I don't know, maybe I can.
Well to think of it.
I may be wrong.
I look good.
In this.
Thong | Don't really know how I got into this mess.
I did everything I was supposed to do.
I took my time and watched him.
Saw where he went and when.
Now I'll never get paid.
And he'll keep breathing.
While I rot.
Buried here.
Alive.
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Dedicated to my dad who sleeps through most TV shows, but when he wakes up, it's always during commercials.
______________________________________________
"We’ll be right back after this message from our sponsor!”
Rogaine for my thinning hair, liners for my underwear.
Those sticky serums soothe both cold and cough.
The Clapper turns lights on and off.
Vince Offer selling his Slap Chop.
Anthony Sullivan on Smart Mop.
Lame Tim Horton’s spot.
Back to plot.
Movie score.
Snore. | Don't really know how I got into this mess.
I did everything I was supposed to do.
I took my time and watched him.
Saw where he went and when.
Now I'll never get paid.
And he'll keep breathing.
While I rot.
Buried here.
Alive.
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Born, screaming and writhing in blood that was not mine.
Grew, wrestling dad and knowing my victories were empty.
Matured, playing football and learning to hate failure.
Enlisted, believing I would make a difference.
Deployed, thinking this was my time.
Planned, knowing the enemy's location.
Attacked, leaving safety behind.
Ambushed, discovering fear.
Writhed, bleeding.
Mine. | Don't really know how I got into this mess.
I did everything I was supposed to do.
I took my time and watched him.
Saw where he went and when.
Now I'll never get paid.
And he'll keep breathing.
While I rot.
Buried here.
Alive.
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | I'm not sure how I can only use ten words.
Seriously, what can I start to write with that?
"Once upon a time in a faraway land..."
Nah, that just sounds way too cliché.
"Here I sit, all broken-hearted..."
Nah, that ain't right either.
Almost out of words?!
We started already?!
No redos?!
Fuck.
| Don't really know how I got into this mess.
I did everything I was supposed to do.
I took my time and watched him.
Saw where he went and when.
Now I'll never get paid.
And he'll keep breathing.
While I rot.
Buried here.
Alive.
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | This is going to be a ten word long sentence.
The next sentence will consist of exactly eight words.
The above was a nine word long sentence.
Followed by this seven word long sentence.
And by this six word sentence.
This sentence has five words.
You guessed it, four.
Three words long.
Almost there.
One. | I felt a wave of heat rush head to toe.
She said she wanted to sleep with other people.
Open marriage, she said, would spice things up.
I winced and sat back, hands clammy.
I'd never been with another woman.
I'd imagined it many times.
But now it's real.
I stood up.
"It's over.
Goodbye."
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | A hand written letter found in the mailbox at home.
The message is tear stained, scrawled, and low toned.
A forgotten fear delivered to the door step.
Something one was never ready to accept.
Incredulous, it's read in bated breath.
Question asked, answer already known.
What's reaped was sown.
No other option.
You must.
Go.
| I felt a wave of heat rush head to toe.
She said she wanted to sleep with other people.
Open marriage, she said, would spice things up.
I winced and sat back, hands clammy.
I'd never been with another woman.
I'd imagined it many times.
But now it's real.
I stood up.
"It's over.
Goodbye."
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | The sound it makes is like a dry, stuttering groan. It feels like sandpaper in some places, which sucks. Elsewhere, it feels smooth, just as expected. The terror I expected is absent, strangely. However, my body makes me struggle. No flashes before my eyes. The families are watching. They want this. Women cry. Release.
I don't know, it's a hanging, I tried. I'm terrible at these. | I felt a wave of heat rush head to toe.
She said she wanted to sleep with other people.
Open marriage, she said, would spice things up.
I winced and sat back, hands clammy.
I'd never been with another woman.
I'd imagined it many times.
But now it's real.
I stood up.
"It's over.
Goodbye."
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | “Choose your words very carefully if you want to live.”
You get one shot at this, so think hard.
Come on partner, I just want my share.”
He pressed the gun under my chin.
“Where’d you hide the goddamn money?”
“…It’s all spent already…sorry.”
I shut my eyes.
Thinking of her.
Finally healthy.
Smiling.
| I felt a wave of heat rush head to toe.
She said she wanted to sleep with other people.
Open marriage, she said, would spice things up.
I winced and sat back, hands clammy.
I'd never been with another woman.
I'd imagined it many times.
But now it's real.
I stood up.
"It's over.
Goodbye."
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | I log onto the Reddit app on my new phone.
I go directly to the best subreddit of all.
That glorious thing which is called Gone Wild.
You must upgrade to view this subreddit.
A dollar ninety-nine on Alien Blue.
Is it even worth it?
A one time charge?
Let me think...
Hells Yesss!
Fap! | I felt a wave of heat rush head to toe.
She said she wanted to sleep with other people.
Open marriage, she said, would spice things up.
I winced and sat back, hands clammy.
I'd never been with another woman.
I'd imagined it many times.
But now it's real.
I stood up.
"It's over.
Goodbye."
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | I sneak into the library, torch illuminating the expensive art.
Each piece holds secrets dating back hundreds of years.
Most people only see eagles, portraits, or landscapes.
They're blind to the hidden truth within.
I see the six-pointed stars.
I see the inscribed pyramid.
I see the truth.
By Nicholas Cage,
Associate Member,
Illuminati | I felt a wave of heat rush head to toe.
She said she wanted to sleep with other people.
Open marriage, she said, would spice things up.
I winced and sat back, hands clammy.
I'd never been with another woman.
I'd imagined it many times.
But now it's real.
I stood up.
"It's over.
Goodbye."
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | He didn't know how to make peace with his fate.
He just found out that he was dying today.
Seems like his life was only just beginning.
And now it would be over, too.
He picked up the loaded gun.
Held it to his temple.
"My life," he thought.
"My choice, then."
"Goodbye, world."
*bang* | I felt a wave of heat rush head to toe.
She said she wanted to sleep with other people.
Open marriage, she said, would spice things up.
I winced and sat back, hands clammy.
I'd never been with another woman.
I'd imagined it many times.
But now it's real.
I stood up.
"It's over.
Goodbye."
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo.
| I felt a wave of heat rush head to toe.
She said she wanted to sleep with other people.
Open marriage, she said, would spice things up.
I winced and sat back, hands clammy.
I'd never been with another woman.
I'd imagined it many times.
But now it's real.
I stood up.
"It's over.
Goodbye."
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Oh my God, look how fat I am this morning.
It's only a matter of time before I explode.
I can't believe I ate so many doughnuts.
How can I possibly face the world?
I don't know, maybe I can.
Well to think of it.
I may be wrong.
I look good.
In this.
Thong | I felt a wave of heat rush head to toe.
She said she wanted to sleep with other people.
Open marriage, she said, would spice things up.
I winced and sat back, hands clammy.
I'd never been with another woman.
I'd imagined it many times.
But now it's real.
I stood up.
"It's over.
Goodbye."
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Born, screaming and writhing in blood that was not mine.
Grew, wrestling dad and knowing my victories were empty.
Matured, playing football and learning to hate failure.
Enlisted, believing I would make a difference.
Deployed, thinking this was my time.
Planned, knowing the enemy's location.
Attacked, leaving safety behind.
Ambushed, discovering fear.
Writhed, bleeding.
Mine. | I felt a wave of heat rush head to toe.
She said she wanted to sleep with other people.
Open marriage, she said, would spice things up.
I winced and sat back, hands clammy.
I'd never been with another woman.
I'd imagined it many times.
But now it's real.
I stood up.
"It's over.
Goodbye."
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | I'm not sure how I can only use ten words.
Seriously, what can I start to write with that?
"Once upon a time in a faraway land..."
Nah, that just sounds way too cliché.
"Here I sit, all broken-hearted..."
Nah, that ain't right either.
Almost out of words?!
We started already?!
No redos?!
Fuck.
| I felt a wave of heat rush head to toe.
She said she wanted to sleep with other people.
Open marriage, she said, would spice things up.
I winced and sat back, hands clammy.
I'd never been with another woman.
I'd imagined it many times.
But now it's real.
I stood up.
"It's over.
Goodbye."
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | This is going to be a ten word long sentence.
The next sentence will consist of exactly eight words.
The above was a nine word long sentence.
Followed by this seven word long sentence.
And by this six word sentence.
This sentence has five words.
You guessed it, four.
Three words long.
Almost there.
One. | This is going to be my best writing prompt yet.
Well, at least it will be pretty darn good.
Hopefully somewhat better than my standard at least.
Exceptional is a hard thing after all.
It needs some extra zest though.
Maybe work in some alliteration?
Well written words win
That was awful.
So bad.
Fuck. | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | A hand written letter found in the mailbox at home.
The message is tear stained, scrawled, and low toned.
A forgotten fear delivered to the door step.
Something one was never ready to accept.
Incredulous, it's read in bated breath.
Question asked, answer already known.
What's reaped was sown.
No other option.
You must.
Go.
| This is going to be my best writing prompt yet.
Well, at least it will be pretty darn good.
Hopefully somewhat better than my standard at least.
Exceptional is a hard thing after all.
It needs some extra zest though.
Maybe work in some alliteration?
Well written words win
That was awful.
So bad.
Fuck. | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | The sound it makes is like a dry, stuttering groan. It feels like sandpaper in some places, which sucks. Elsewhere, it feels smooth, just as expected. The terror I expected is absent, strangely. However, my body makes me struggle. No flashes before my eyes. The families are watching. They want this. Women cry. Release.
I don't know, it's a hanging, I tried. I'm terrible at these. | This is going to be my best writing prompt yet.
Well, at least it will be pretty darn good.
Hopefully somewhat better than my standard at least.
Exceptional is a hard thing after all.
It needs some extra zest though.
Maybe work in some alliteration?
Well written words win
That was awful.
So bad.
Fuck. | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | “Choose your words very carefully if you want to live.”
You get one shot at this, so think hard.
Come on partner, I just want my share.”
He pressed the gun under my chin.
“Where’d you hide the goddamn money?”
“…It’s all spent already…sorry.”
I shut my eyes.
Thinking of her.
Finally healthy.
Smiling.
| This is going to be my best writing prompt yet.
Well, at least it will be pretty darn good.
Hopefully somewhat better than my standard at least.
Exceptional is a hard thing after all.
It needs some extra zest though.
Maybe work in some alliteration?
Well written words win
That was awful.
So bad.
Fuck. | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | I log onto the Reddit app on my new phone.
I go directly to the best subreddit of all.
That glorious thing which is called Gone Wild.
You must upgrade to view this subreddit.
A dollar ninety-nine on Alien Blue.
Is it even worth it?
A one time charge?
Let me think...
Hells Yesss!
Fap! | This is going to be my best writing prompt yet.
Well, at least it will be pretty darn good.
Hopefully somewhat better than my standard at least.
Exceptional is a hard thing after all.
It needs some extra zest though.
Maybe work in some alliteration?
Well written words win
That was awful.
So bad.
Fuck. | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | I sneak into the library, torch illuminating the expensive art.
Each piece holds secrets dating back hundreds of years.
Most people only see eagles, portraits, or landscapes.
They're blind to the hidden truth within.
I see the six-pointed stars.
I see the inscribed pyramid.
I see the truth.
By Nicholas Cage,
Associate Member,
Illuminati | This is going to be my best writing prompt yet.
Well, at least it will be pretty darn good.
Hopefully somewhat better than my standard at least.
Exceptional is a hard thing after all.
It needs some extra zest though.
Maybe work in some alliteration?
Well written words win
That was awful.
So bad.
Fuck. | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | He didn't know how to make peace with his fate.
He just found out that he was dying today.
Seems like his life was only just beginning.
And now it would be over, too.
He picked up the loaded gun.
Held it to his temple.
"My life," he thought.
"My choice, then."
"Goodbye, world."
*bang* | This is going to be my best writing prompt yet.
Well, at least it will be pretty darn good.
Hopefully somewhat better than my standard at least.
Exceptional is a hard thing after all.
It needs some extra zest though.
Maybe work in some alliteration?
Well written words win
That was awful.
So bad.
Fuck. | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo.
| This is going to be my best writing prompt yet.
Well, at least it will be pretty darn good.
Hopefully somewhat better than my standard at least.
Exceptional is a hard thing after all.
It needs some extra zest though.
Maybe work in some alliteration?
Well written words win
That was awful.
So bad.
Fuck. | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Oh my God, look how fat I am this morning.
It's only a matter of time before I explode.
I can't believe I ate so many doughnuts.
How can I possibly face the world?
I don't know, maybe I can.
Well to think of it.
I may be wrong.
I look good.
In this.
Thong | This is going to be my best writing prompt yet.
Well, at least it will be pretty darn good.
Hopefully somewhat better than my standard at least.
Exceptional is a hard thing after all.
It needs some extra zest though.
Maybe work in some alliteration?
Well written words win
That was awful.
So bad.
Fuck. | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Born, screaming and writhing in blood that was not mine.
Grew, wrestling dad and knowing my victories were empty.
Matured, playing football and learning to hate failure.
Enlisted, believing I would make a difference.
Deployed, thinking this was my time.
Planned, knowing the enemy's location.
Attacked, leaving safety behind.
Ambushed, discovering fear.
Writhed, bleeding.
Mine. | This is going to be my best writing prompt yet.
Well, at least it will be pretty darn good.
Hopefully somewhat better than my standard at least.
Exceptional is a hard thing after all.
It needs some extra zest though.
Maybe work in some alliteration?
Well written words win
That was awful.
So bad.
Fuck. | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | I'm not sure how I can only use ten words.
Seriously, what can I start to write with that?
"Once upon a time in a faraway land..."
Nah, that just sounds way too cliché.
"Here I sit, all broken-hearted..."
Nah, that ain't right either.
Almost out of words?!
We started already?!
No redos?!
Fuck.
| This is going to be my best writing prompt yet.
Well, at least it will be pretty darn good.
Hopefully somewhat better than my standard at least.
Exceptional is a hard thing after all.
It needs some extra zest though.
Maybe work in some alliteration?
Well written words win
That was awful.
So bad.
Fuck. | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | This is going to be a ten word long sentence.
The next sentence will consist of exactly eight words.
The above was a nine word long sentence.
Followed by this seven word long sentence.
And by this six word sentence.
This sentence has five words.
You guessed it, four.
Three words long.
Almost there.
One. | it was so massive and perfect, like the old one.
it was big and pointy just fitting so right.
it was like my father just smaller.
I really wish you could see it.
but then again I really don't.
that's because its too big.
you would judge me.
Its my buttplug.
my love.
anal
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | A hand written letter found in the mailbox at home.
The message is tear stained, scrawled, and low toned.
A forgotten fear delivered to the door step.
Something one was never ready to accept.
Incredulous, it's read in bated breath.
Question asked, answer already known.
What's reaped was sown.
No other option.
You must.
Go.
| it was so massive and perfect, like the old one.
it was big and pointy just fitting so right.
it was like my father just smaller.
I really wish you could see it.
but then again I really don't.
that's because its too big.
you would judge me.
Its my buttplug.
my love.
anal
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | The sound it makes is like a dry, stuttering groan. It feels like sandpaper in some places, which sucks. Elsewhere, it feels smooth, just as expected. The terror I expected is absent, strangely. However, my body makes me struggle. No flashes before my eyes. The families are watching. They want this. Women cry. Release.
I don't know, it's a hanging, I tried. I'm terrible at these. | it was so massive and perfect, like the old one.
it was big and pointy just fitting so right.
it was like my father just smaller.
I really wish you could see it.
but then again I really don't.
that's because its too big.
you would judge me.
Its my buttplug.
my love.
anal
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | “Choose your words very carefully if you want to live.”
You get one shot at this, so think hard.
Come on partner, I just want my share.”
He pressed the gun under my chin.
“Where’d you hide the goddamn money?”
“…It’s all spent already…sorry.”
I shut my eyes.
Thinking of her.
Finally healthy.
Smiling.
| it was so massive and perfect, like the old one.
it was big and pointy just fitting so right.
it was like my father just smaller.
I really wish you could see it.
but then again I really don't.
that's because its too big.
you would judge me.
Its my buttplug.
my love.
anal
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | I log onto the Reddit app on my new phone.
I go directly to the best subreddit of all.
That glorious thing which is called Gone Wild.
You must upgrade to view this subreddit.
A dollar ninety-nine on Alien Blue.
Is it even worth it?
A one time charge?
Let me think...
Hells Yesss!
Fap! | it was so massive and perfect, like the old one.
it was big and pointy just fitting so right.
it was like my father just smaller.
I really wish you could see it.
but then again I really don't.
that's because its too big.
you would judge me.
Its my buttplug.
my love.
anal
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | I sneak into the library, torch illuminating the expensive art.
Each piece holds secrets dating back hundreds of years.
Most people only see eagles, portraits, or landscapes.
They're blind to the hidden truth within.
I see the six-pointed stars.
I see the inscribed pyramid.
I see the truth.
By Nicholas Cage,
Associate Member,
Illuminati | it was so massive and perfect, like the old one.
it was big and pointy just fitting so right.
it was like my father just smaller.
I really wish you could see it.
but then again I really don't.
that's because its too big.
you would judge me.
Its my buttplug.
my love.
anal
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | He didn't know how to make peace with his fate.
He just found out that he was dying today.
Seems like his life was only just beginning.
And now it would be over, too.
He picked up the loaded gun.
Held it to his temple.
"My life," he thought.
"My choice, then."
"Goodbye, world."
*bang* | it was so massive and perfect, like the old one.
it was big and pointy just fitting so right.
it was like my father just smaller.
I really wish you could see it.
but then again I really don't.
that's because its too big.
you would judge me.
Its my buttplug.
my love.
anal
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo.
| it was so massive and perfect, like the old one.
it was big and pointy just fitting so right.
it was like my father just smaller.
I really wish you could see it.
but then again I really don't.
that's because its too big.
you would judge me.
Its my buttplug.
my love.
anal
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Oh my God, look how fat I am this morning.
It's only a matter of time before I explode.
I can't believe I ate so many doughnuts.
How can I possibly face the world?
I don't know, maybe I can.
Well to think of it.
I may be wrong.
I look good.
In this.
Thong | it was so massive and perfect, like the old one.
it was big and pointy just fitting so right.
it was like my father just smaller.
I really wish you could see it.
but then again I really don't.
that's because its too big.
you would judge me.
Its my buttplug.
my love.
anal
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Born, screaming and writhing in blood that was not mine.
Grew, wrestling dad and knowing my victories were empty.
Matured, playing football and learning to hate failure.
Enlisted, believing I would make a difference.
Deployed, thinking this was my time.
Planned, knowing the enemy's location.
Attacked, leaving safety behind.
Ambushed, discovering fear.
Writhed, bleeding.
Mine. | it was so massive and perfect, like the old one.
it was big and pointy just fitting so right.
it was like my father just smaller.
I really wish you could see it.
but then again I really don't.
that's because its too big.
you would judge me.
Its my buttplug.
my love.
anal
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | I'm not sure how I can only use ten words.
Seriously, what can I start to write with that?
"Once upon a time in a faraway land..."
Nah, that just sounds way too cliché.
"Here I sit, all broken-hearted..."
Nah, that ain't right either.
Almost out of words?!
We started already?!
No redos?!
Fuck.
| it was so massive and perfect, like the old one.
it was big and pointy just fitting so right.
it was like my father just smaller.
I really wish you could see it.
but then again I really don't.
that's because its too big.
you would judge me.
Its my buttplug.
my love.
anal
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | A hand written letter found in the mailbox at home.
The message is tear stained, scrawled, and low toned.
A forgotten fear delivered to the door step.
Something one was never ready to accept.
Incredulous, it's read in bated breath.
Question asked, answer already known.
What's reaped was sown.
No other option.
You must.
Go.
| The Super Bowl is rapidly approaching as my team prepares.
Everyone knows that my performance will decide the outcome.
Now I must decide where my priorities lie.
On one hand, I'm a fierce competitor.
Likewise, I am a compulsive gambler.
My losses are financially insurmountable.
They offer a solution.
Throw the game.
Whistle Blows.
FUMBLE! | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | The sound it makes is like a dry, stuttering groan. It feels like sandpaper in some places, which sucks. Elsewhere, it feels smooth, just as expected. The terror I expected is absent, strangely. However, my body makes me struggle. No flashes before my eyes. The families are watching. They want this. Women cry. Release.
I don't know, it's a hanging, I tried. I'm terrible at these. | The Super Bowl is rapidly approaching as my team prepares.
Everyone knows that my performance will decide the outcome.
Now I must decide where my priorities lie.
On one hand, I'm a fierce competitor.
Likewise, I am a compulsive gambler.
My losses are financially insurmountable.
They offer a solution.
Throw the game.
Whistle Blows.
FUMBLE! | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | “Choose your words very carefully if you want to live.”
You get one shot at this, so think hard.
Come on partner, I just want my share.”
He pressed the gun under my chin.
“Where’d you hide the goddamn money?”
“…It’s all spent already…sorry.”
I shut my eyes.
Thinking of her.
Finally healthy.
Smiling.
| The Super Bowl is rapidly approaching as my team prepares.
Everyone knows that my performance will decide the outcome.
Now I must decide where my priorities lie.
On one hand, I'm a fierce competitor.
Likewise, I am a compulsive gambler.
My losses are financially insurmountable.
They offer a solution.
Throw the game.
Whistle Blows.
FUMBLE! | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | I log onto the Reddit app on my new phone.
I go directly to the best subreddit of all.
That glorious thing which is called Gone Wild.
You must upgrade to view this subreddit.
A dollar ninety-nine on Alien Blue.
Is it even worth it?
A one time charge?
Let me think...
Hells Yesss!
Fap! | The Super Bowl is rapidly approaching as my team prepares.
Everyone knows that my performance will decide the outcome.
Now I must decide where my priorities lie.
On one hand, I'm a fierce competitor.
Likewise, I am a compulsive gambler.
My losses are financially insurmountable.
They offer a solution.
Throw the game.
Whistle Blows.
FUMBLE! | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Oh my God, look how fat I am this morning.
It's only a matter of time before I explode.
I can't believe I ate so many doughnuts.
How can I possibly face the world?
I don't know, maybe I can.
Well to think of it.
I may be wrong.
I look good.
In this.
Thong | The Super Bowl is rapidly approaching as my team prepares.
Everyone knows that my performance will decide the outcome.
Now I must decide where my priorities lie.
On one hand, I'm a fierce competitor.
Likewise, I am a compulsive gambler.
My losses are financially insurmountable.
They offer a solution.
Throw the game.
Whistle Blows.
FUMBLE! | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Born, screaming and writhing in blood that was not mine.
Grew, wrestling dad and knowing my victories were empty.
Matured, playing football and learning to hate failure.
Enlisted, believing I would make a difference.
Deployed, thinking this was my time.
Planned, knowing the enemy's location.
Attacked, leaving safety behind.
Ambushed, discovering fear.
Writhed, bleeding.
Mine. | The Super Bowl is rapidly approaching as my team prepares.
Everyone knows that my performance will decide the outcome.
Now I must decide where my priorities lie.
On one hand, I'm a fierce competitor.
Likewise, I am a compulsive gambler.
My losses are financially insurmountable.
They offer a solution.
Throw the game.
Whistle Blows.
FUMBLE! | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | A hand written letter found in the mailbox at home.
The message is tear stained, scrawled, and low toned.
A forgotten fear delivered to the door step.
Something one was never ready to accept.
Incredulous, it's read in bated breath.
Question asked, answer already known.
What's reaped was sown.
No other option.
You must.
Go.
| Day 563: I think "I'll never get out of here".
The constant screaming, oddly mixed with laughter, is terrifying.
We have a TV, but it never works.
The meals seem to contain... immitation meat?
Strange people take pictures with me.
Their kids crawl on me.
Please, call the king.
I need help.
I'm Ronald....
McDonald.
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | The sound it makes is like a dry, stuttering groan. It feels like sandpaper in some places, which sucks. Elsewhere, it feels smooth, just as expected. The terror I expected is absent, strangely. However, my body makes me struggle. No flashes before my eyes. The families are watching. They want this. Women cry. Release.
I don't know, it's a hanging, I tried. I'm terrible at these. | Day 563: I think "I'll never get out of here".
The constant screaming, oddly mixed with laughter, is terrifying.
We have a TV, but it never works.
The meals seem to contain... immitation meat?
Strange people take pictures with me.
Their kids crawl on me.
Please, call the king.
I need help.
I'm Ronald....
McDonald.
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | “Choose your words very carefully if you want to live.”
You get one shot at this, so think hard.
Come on partner, I just want my share.”
He pressed the gun under my chin.
“Where’d you hide the goddamn money?”
“…It’s all spent already…sorry.”
I shut my eyes.
Thinking of her.
Finally healthy.
Smiling.
| Day 563: I think "I'll never get out of here".
The constant screaming, oddly mixed with laughter, is terrifying.
We have a TV, but it never works.
The meals seem to contain... immitation meat?
Strange people take pictures with me.
Their kids crawl on me.
Please, call the king.
I need help.
I'm Ronald....
McDonald.
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | I log onto the Reddit app on my new phone.
I go directly to the best subreddit of all.
That glorious thing which is called Gone Wild.
You must upgrade to view this subreddit.
A dollar ninety-nine on Alien Blue.
Is it even worth it?
A one time charge?
Let me think...
Hells Yesss!
Fap! | Day 563: I think "I'll never get out of here".
The constant screaming, oddly mixed with laughter, is terrifying.
We have a TV, but it never works.
The meals seem to contain... immitation meat?
Strange people take pictures with me.
Their kids crawl on me.
Please, call the king.
I need help.
I'm Ronald....
McDonald.
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Oh my God, look how fat I am this morning.
It's only a matter of time before I explode.
I can't believe I ate so many doughnuts.
How can I possibly face the world?
I don't know, maybe I can.
Well to think of it.
I may be wrong.
I look good.
In this.
Thong | Day 563: I think "I'll never get out of here".
The constant screaming, oddly mixed with laughter, is terrifying.
We have a TV, but it never works.
The meals seem to contain... immitation meat?
Strange people take pictures with me.
Their kids crawl on me.
Please, call the king.
I need help.
I'm Ronald....
McDonald.
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Born, screaming and writhing in blood that was not mine.
Grew, wrestling dad and knowing my victories were empty.
Matured, playing football and learning to hate failure.
Enlisted, believing I would make a difference.
Deployed, thinking this was my time.
Planned, knowing the enemy's location.
Attacked, leaving safety behind.
Ambushed, discovering fear.
Writhed, bleeding.
Mine. | Day 563: I think "I'll never get out of here".
The constant screaming, oddly mixed with laughter, is terrifying.
We have a TV, but it never works.
The meals seem to contain... immitation meat?
Strange people take pictures with me.
Their kids crawl on me.
Please, call the king.
I need help.
I'm Ronald....
McDonald.
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | A hand written letter found in the mailbox at home.
The message is tear stained, scrawled, and low toned.
A forgotten fear delivered to the door step.
Something one was never ready to accept.
Incredulous, it's read in bated breath.
Question asked, answer already known.
What's reaped was sown.
No other option.
You must.
Go.
| You want us to write a story with ten words?
And then one word less each sentence after that?
That seems like it would be really hard.
Why are you asking us for this?
Are you some sort of sadist?
I think you must be.
Such a strange request.
I won't participate.
It's impossible.
Goodbye!
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | The sound it makes is like a dry, stuttering groan. It feels like sandpaper in some places, which sucks. Elsewhere, it feels smooth, just as expected. The terror I expected is absent, strangely. However, my body makes me struggle. No flashes before my eyes. The families are watching. They want this. Women cry. Release.
I don't know, it's a hanging, I tried. I'm terrible at these. | You want us to write a story with ten words?
And then one word less each sentence after that?
That seems like it would be really hard.
Why are you asking us for this?
Are you some sort of sadist?
I think you must be.
Such a strange request.
I won't participate.
It's impossible.
Goodbye!
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | “Choose your words very carefully if you want to live.”
You get one shot at this, so think hard.
Come on partner, I just want my share.”
He pressed the gun under my chin.
“Where’d you hide the goddamn money?”
“…It’s all spent already…sorry.”
I shut my eyes.
Thinking of her.
Finally healthy.
Smiling.
| You want us to write a story with ten words?
And then one word less each sentence after that?
That seems like it would be really hard.
Why are you asking us for this?
Are you some sort of sadist?
I think you must be.
Such a strange request.
I won't participate.
It's impossible.
Goodbye!
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | I log onto the Reddit app on my new phone.
I go directly to the best subreddit of all.
That glorious thing which is called Gone Wild.
You must upgrade to view this subreddit.
A dollar ninety-nine on Alien Blue.
Is it even worth it?
A one time charge?
Let me think...
Hells Yesss!
Fap! | You want us to write a story with ten words?
And then one word less each sentence after that?
That seems like it would be really hard.
Why are you asking us for this?
Are you some sort of sadist?
I think you must be.
Such a strange request.
I won't participate.
It's impossible.
Goodbye!
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Oh my God, look how fat I am this morning.
It's only a matter of time before I explode.
I can't believe I ate so many doughnuts.
How can I possibly face the world?
I don't know, maybe I can.
Well to think of it.
I may be wrong.
I look good.
In this.
Thong | You want us to write a story with ten words?
And then one word less each sentence after that?
That seems like it would be really hard.
Why are you asking us for this?
Are you some sort of sadist?
I think you must be.
Such a strange request.
I won't participate.
It's impossible.
Goodbye!
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Born, screaming and writhing in blood that was not mine.
Grew, wrestling dad and knowing my victories were empty.
Matured, playing football and learning to hate failure.
Enlisted, believing I would make a difference.
Deployed, thinking this was my time.
Planned, knowing the enemy's location.
Attacked, leaving safety behind.
Ambushed, discovering fear.
Writhed, bleeding.
Mine. | You want us to write a story with ten words?
And then one word less each sentence after that?
That seems like it would be really hard.
Why are you asking us for this?
Are you some sort of sadist?
I think you must be.
Such a strange request.
I won't participate.
It's impossible.
Goodbye!
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | A hand written letter found in the mailbox at home.
The message is tear stained, scrawled, and low toned.
A forgotten fear delivered to the door step.
Something one was never ready to accept.
Incredulous, it's read in bated breath.
Question asked, answer already known.
What's reaped was sown.
No other option.
You must.
Go.
| My brother taught me how to aim and move unnoticed.
He said my second night will be the hardest.
But William didn't make it past the trenches.
I lay beside his body, still radiating.
Murky, shit-colored water swirled around us.
All this preparation for nothing.
Seven years watching, waiting.
"Please wake up."
And then-
Dawn. | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | The sound it makes is like a dry, stuttering groan. It feels like sandpaper in some places, which sucks. Elsewhere, it feels smooth, just as expected. The terror I expected is absent, strangely. However, my body makes me struggle. No flashes before my eyes. The families are watching. They want this. Women cry. Release.
I don't know, it's a hanging, I tried. I'm terrible at these. | My brother taught me how to aim and move unnoticed.
He said my second night will be the hardest.
But William didn't make it past the trenches.
I lay beside his body, still radiating.
Murky, shit-colored water swirled around us.
All this preparation for nothing.
Seven years watching, waiting.
"Please wake up."
And then-
Dawn. | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | “Choose your words very carefully if you want to live.”
You get one shot at this, so think hard.
Come on partner, I just want my share.”
He pressed the gun under my chin.
“Where’d you hide the goddamn money?”
“…It’s all spent already…sorry.”
I shut my eyes.
Thinking of her.
Finally healthy.
Smiling.
| My brother taught me how to aim and move unnoticed.
He said my second night will be the hardest.
But William didn't make it past the trenches.
I lay beside his body, still radiating.
Murky, shit-colored water swirled around us.
All this preparation for nothing.
Seven years watching, waiting.
"Please wake up."
And then-
Dawn. | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | I log onto the Reddit app on my new phone.
I go directly to the best subreddit of all.
That glorious thing which is called Gone Wild.
You must upgrade to view this subreddit.
A dollar ninety-nine on Alien Blue.
Is it even worth it?
A one time charge?
Let me think...
Hells Yesss!
Fap! | My brother taught me how to aim and move unnoticed.
He said my second night will be the hardest.
But William didn't make it past the trenches.
I lay beside his body, still radiating.
Murky, shit-colored water swirled around us.
All this preparation for nothing.
Seven years watching, waiting.
"Please wake up."
And then-
Dawn. | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Oh my God, look how fat I am this morning.
It's only a matter of time before I explode.
I can't believe I ate so many doughnuts.
How can I possibly face the world?
I don't know, maybe I can.
Well to think of it.
I may be wrong.
I look good.
In this.
Thong | My brother taught me how to aim and move unnoticed.
He said my second night will be the hardest.
But William didn't make it past the trenches.
I lay beside his body, still radiating.
Murky, shit-colored water swirled around us.
All this preparation for nothing.
Seven years watching, waiting.
"Please wake up."
And then-
Dawn. | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Born, screaming and writhing in blood that was not mine.
Grew, wrestling dad and knowing my victories were empty.
Matured, playing football and learning to hate failure.
Enlisted, believing I would make a difference.
Deployed, thinking this was my time.
Planned, knowing the enemy's location.
Attacked, leaving safety behind.
Ambushed, discovering fear.
Writhed, bleeding.
Mine. | My brother taught me how to aim and move unnoticed.
He said my second night will be the hardest.
But William didn't make it past the trenches.
I lay beside his body, still radiating.
Murky, shit-colored water swirled around us.
All this preparation for nothing.
Seven years watching, waiting.
"Please wake up."
And then-
Dawn. | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | A hand written letter found in the mailbox at home.
The message is tear stained, scrawled, and low toned.
A forgotten fear delivered to the door step.
Something one was never ready to accept.
Incredulous, it's read in bated breath.
Question asked, answer already known.
What's reaped was sown.
No other option.
You must.
Go.
| Half the time all we want to do is wait.
We wait for the time to come around.
We wait for the right word to speak.
We wait for the laws to change.
We wait to speak against them.
We cannot wait any longer.
We must act now.
Time is up.
Speak out.
Vote. | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | The sound it makes is like a dry, stuttering groan. It feels like sandpaper in some places, which sucks. Elsewhere, it feels smooth, just as expected. The terror I expected is absent, strangely. However, my body makes me struggle. No flashes before my eyes. The families are watching. They want this. Women cry. Release.
I don't know, it's a hanging, I tried. I'm terrible at these. | Half the time all we want to do is wait.
We wait for the time to come around.
We wait for the right word to speak.
We wait for the laws to change.
We wait to speak against them.
We cannot wait any longer.
We must act now.
Time is up.
Speak out.
Vote. | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | “Choose your words very carefully if you want to live.”
You get one shot at this, so think hard.
Come on partner, I just want my share.”
He pressed the gun under my chin.
“Where’d you hide the goddamn money?”
“…It’s all spent already…sorry.”
I shut my eyes.
Thinking of her.
Finally healthy.
Smiling.
| Half the time all we want to do is wait.
We wait for the time to come around.
We wait for the right word to speak.
We wait for the laws to change.
We wait to speak against them.
We cannot wait any longer.
We must act now.
Time is up.
Speak out.
Vote. | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | I log onto the Reddit app on my new phone.
I go directly to the best subreddit of all.
That glorious thing which is called Gone Wild.
You must upgrade to view this subreddit.
A dollar ninety-nine on Alien Blue.
Is it even worth it?
A one time charge?
Let me think...
Hells Yesss!
Fap! | Half the time all we want to do is wait.
We wait for the time to come around.
We wait for the right word to speak.
We wait for the laws to change.
We wait to speak against them.
We cannot wait any longer.
We must act now.
Time is up.
Speak out.
Vote. | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Oh my God, look how fat I am this morning.
It's only a matter of time before I explode.
I can't believe I ate so many doughnuts.
How can I possibly face the world?
I don't know, maybe I can.
Well to think of it.
I may be wrong.
I look good.
In this.
Thong | Half the time all we want to do is wait.
We wait for the time to come around.
We wait for the right word to speak.
We wait for the laws to change.
We wait to speak against them.
We cannot wait any longer.
We must act now.
Time is up.
Speak out.
Vote. | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Born, screaming and writhing in blood that was not mine.
Grew, wrestling dad and knowing my victories were empty.
Matured, playing football and learning to hate failure.
Enlisted, believing I would make a difference.
Deployed, thinking this was my time.
Planned, knowing the enemy's location.
Attacked, leaving safety behind.
Ambushed, discovering fear.
Writhed, bleeding.
Mine. | Half the time all we want to do is wait.
We wait for the time to come around.
We wait for the right word to speak.
We wait for the laws to change.
We wait to speak against them.
We cannot wait any longer.
We must act now.
Time is up.
Speak out.
Vote. | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | A hand written letter found in the mailbox at home.
The message is tear stained, scrawled, and low toned.
A forgotten fear delivered to the door step.
Something one was never ready to accept.
Incredulous, it's read in bated breath.
Question asked, answer already known.
What's reaped was sown.
No other option.
You must.
Go.
| I watch in awe and admiration his determination, persistent pride.
An old, tired craftsman upright on a piano stool.
Tones so soft made by hands so strong.
Rhythm is machine-like in his head.
However, real soul is clearly audible.
He nudges the piano keys.
He nods in time.
I'll remember this.
For now.
Forever.
(Adapted poem I wrote about my father). | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | The sound it makes is like a dry, stuttering groan. It feels like sandpaper in some places, which sucks. Elsewhere, it feels smooth, just as expected. The terror I expected is absent, strangely. However, my body makes me struggle. No flashes before my eyes. The families are watching. They want this. Women cry. Release.
I don't know, it's a hanging, I tried. I'm terrible at these. | I watch in awe and admiration his determination, persistent pride.
An old, tired craftsman upright on a piano stool.
Tones so soft made by hands so strong.
Rhythm is machine-like in his head.
However, real soul is clearly audible.
He nudges the piano keys.
He nods in time.
I'll remember this.
For now.
Forever.
(Adapted poem I wrote about my father). | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | “Choose your words very carefully if you want to live.”
You get one shot at this, so think hard.
Come on partner, I just want my share.”
He pressed the gun under my chin.
“Where’d you hide the goddamn money?”
“…It’s all spent already…sorry.”
I shut my eyes.
Thinking of her.
Finally healthy.
Smiling.
| I watch in awe and admiration his determination, persistent pride.
An old, tired craftsman upright on a piano stool.
Tones so soft made by hands so strong.
Rhythm is machine-like in his head.
However, real soul is clearly audible.
He nudges the piano keys.
He nods in time.
I'll remember this.
For now.
Forever.
(Adapted poem I wrote about my father). | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | I log onto the Reddit app on my new phone.
I go directly to the best subreddit of all.
That glorious thing which is called Gone Wild.
You must upgrade to view this subreddit.
A dollar ninety-nine on Alien Blue.
Is it even worth it?
A one time charge?
Let me think...
Hells Yesss!
Fap! | I watch in awe and admiration his determination, persistent pride.
An old, tired craftsman upright on a piano stool.
Tones so soft made by hands so strong.
Rhythm is machine-like in his head.
However, real soul is clearly audible.
He nudges the piano keys.
He nods in time.
I'll remember this.
For now.
Forever.
(Adapted poem I wrote about my father). | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Oh my God, look how fat I am this morning.
It's only a matter of time before I explode.
I can't believe I ate so many doughnuts.
How can I possibly face the world?
I don't know, maybe I can.
Well to think of it.
I may be wrong.
I look good.
In this.
Thong | I watch in awe and admiration his determination, persistent pride.
An old, tired craftsman upright on a piano stool.
Tones so soft made by hands so strong.
Rhythm is machine-like in his head.
However, real soul is clearly audible.
He nudges the piano keys.
He nods in time.
I'll remember this.
For now.
Forever.
(Adapted poem I wrote about my father). | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Born, screaming and writhing in blood that was not mine.
Grew, wrestling dad and knowing my victories were empty.
Matured, playing football and learning to hate failure.
Enlisted, believing I would make a difference.
Deployed, thinking this was my time.
Planned, knowing the enemy's location.
Attacked, leaving safety behind.
Ambushed, discovering fear.
Writhed, bleeding.
Mine. | I watch in awe and admiration his determination, persistent pride.
An old, tired craftsman upright on a piano stool.
Tones so soft made by hands so strong.
Rhythm is machine-like in his head.
However, real soul is clearly audible.
He nudges the piano keys.
He nods in time.
I'll remember this.
For now.
Forever.
(Adapted poem I wrote about my father). | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | A hand written letter found in the mailbox at home.
The message is tear stained, scrawled, and low toned.
A forgotten fear delivered to the door step.
Something one was never ready to accept.
Incredulous, it's read in bated breath.
Question asked, answer already known.
What's reaped was sown.
No other option.
You must.
Go.
| I found a little kitty out in the corn field.
He looked at me with his big green eyes.
I could not resist and brought him home.
Warm in my jacket he slept until arriving.
In my house he sniffed around.
His eyes turned blood red.
He jumped five feet.
He removed my esophagus.
Blood poured out.
I'm dying.
Cats. | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | The sound it makes is like a dry, stuttering groan. It feels like sandpaper in some places, which sucks. Elsewhere, it feels smooth, just as expected. The terror I expected is absent, strangely. However, my body makes me struggle. No flashes before my eyes. The families are watching. They want this. Women cry. Release.
I don't know, it's a hanging, I tried. I'm terrible at these. | I found a little kitty out in the corn field.
He looked at me with his big green eyes.
I could not resist and brought him home.
Warm in my jacket he slept until arriving.
In my house he sniffed around.
His eyes turned blood red.
He jumped five feet.
He removed my esophagus.
Blood poured out.
I'm dying.
Cats. |
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