Saber
Saber, oh Saber, where has your talent gone? Lost in the depths of some purse perhaps? You prep, you still make me wary. Unpredictable. Are you just attempting to gain trust for some devious plot? I think not.
Shape up! Your concentration is slipping, your head is dipping. Is it sleep or death? I see the cuts on your wrists, where ever could that have come from? hm, I suppose you were not just joking after all.
The moral of the story, boys and girls, is that preps are an ever-increasing problem here in the US. They are destroying the stamina of our little freaks, and young goths who never really got a chance are succumbing to the preps tantalizing non-solutions. "Let's act happy and dress in pants so tight it cuts off the cirulation in our ass!" "Let us act like everyone wants us to, that will make us happy!"
Now folks, don't get me wrong, for some people, this does work, but for our blossoming kin, it doesnt and the result is a person who gets more dejected by the day. Thus, thinking that if they act more preppy, it will go away. This in turn makes them sickened by the sight of themselves. The End: Suicide. (Dun Dun Dunnn...)
What am I saying? Be what you are, and don't be afraid to step on people's toes in the process. If people aren't reacting passionately (either for or against) you are not being original enough ^_^
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