Malcom The Transexual FishOnce upon a time there was a fish. This fish was red with a blue tail. His name was Malcom. The other fish made fun of him because of his blue tail. They would call him names like ugly, stupid and sweetie. They called him sweetie cuz he was a male and they were supposed to have red tails, while the females had blue tails. He would come home everyday from school beat up and crying because of the torment the other fish put him through. To make matters worse his faher would get drunk on freshwater and would hit Malcom's mother with his pelvic fins. He would also call her a "tuna" which is the human eqivalant to a "slut". Malcom couldn't find any help cuz no one liked him. He decided to run away and go to a shelter for abused fish. After swimming for what seemed like days he arrived at the The Abused Fish of the Pacific Shelter. To his surprise when he walked in the owner said "We don't take your kind." "What do you mean?" Malcom responded almost in tears. He thought to himself "Do they ha
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One-Shot: Thomarie nuestro primer besoThomas PovNunca imagine que el momento que tanto esperé fuera así, tan inusual, sin planear nada, solo así sin nada; no salió como me lo esperaba; todo fue único y especial. Me sorprendió que aunque fuera un accidente lo valoro tanto; no sé si tú lo valores tanto como yo este momento; aunque fue accidental para mí fue muy especial.Aún recuerdo ese caluroso día de verano el cual el calor rebasaba los límites, estar con gabardina no era una opción, el calor me obligaba a usar ropa ligera la cual jamás pensé usar aun siendo verano, todo culpa de la pelirroja solo por querer rebasar los límites de la física por intentar hacer un arcoíris, pero en vez de eso la máquina exploto lanzando un rayo al sol haciendo que este se acerque un poco más a la Tierra y el calor aumentara, nuestros padres trataron de arreglarlo, pero el rayo fue demasiado fuerte por eso no lo revertieron claro
Emerald SkyWhat if things were different than they now appear to be?Wouldn't it be awesome if the seas were made of tea?I wonder what it'd be like if the sands were shades of gray,would the people visit still and would the children play?I'll bet that if the birds could speak they'd say a thing or two!What if a fish could whistle or could hum a tune for you?Imagine how you'd feel if you could breathe under the sea,or could fly up through the clouds and meet a hawk, or maybe three?If I had a paintbrush big enough to paint the sky,I'd paint it emerald green and leave the whole world wondering why.The grass I'd color purple and the clay I'd change to blue.Think of all the fun things we could think and say and do!Wouldn't it be something if a child could stop a war?And wouldn't you be stunned if hunger plagued the earth no more?How grateful we would be to celebrate diversity.How happy I would be to share with you my shady tree.
Success Will ComeHowever arduousAn obstacle appears,Rally your fortitude,Dismiss all doubts.Equip for anything,Aspire to excel,Ready for the worst;Nothing is certain.Every task possessesDifferent trials each time.Such chances escapeUnless you give chase.Channel your spirit,Challenge yourself,Endure the hardships,Stand your ground,Success will come.
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Fall Out Boy Spelt OutFor the corpses of all my past mistakesA penny for your thoughts but a dollar for your insidesLight a match to leave me beLoaded words and loaded friendsOn the same old lonelinessUsed to waste my time dreaming of being aliveTo my favorite liar, to my favorite scarBut you could pay to close it like a casketOldest movie I ever saw was the one we wrote togetherYoure a canary, Im a coal mine.
Rain and MizeryWatching the rain,Ignoring this pain.No feelings of joy,I'm still just a boy.All I feel is sad,That makes me mad.The rain hasn't stopped,My mizery can't be topped.