Sta.sh
I am a super duper hero, and I'm gonna save the world.
you may now call me the super creeper.
I can fly and my sidekick is a spider.
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Passing Up The Note Hanging on the wall, a floating light blue cloud settling against the dried plaster, waiting for the next moment to be taken off of its resting handles. Its 6 steel strings trailing from the silver posts on its head, over the midnight black neck, all the way down to its rich dark ocean blue body and black notches. The six strings have collected a fair amount of rust over their fine, cold steel, for having not been played for a while. Across the deviating body of instrument, there are traces of rust spreading and hiding in every scratch and chipped pieces of wood, from years and years of light hearted practice to hardcore rock concerts. Just bPassing Up The Note by ~AspenHunter
Why Do I Feel The Way I Do What do I feel? I feel betrayed, heartbroken and abandoned. Not just because it was you who double-crossed me, but the way that you reveled the truth to me was revolting. You didn't even have the courage to say it to my face, you coward. When I read your words on that screen, I knew that you were a waste of time. Before all of this, you were a really good friend, but now, there's nothing that can rekindle our friendship. It's hard to support something that isn't there anymore.Why Do I Feel The Way I Do by ~AspenHunter
Too bad as well, because I enjoyed our late night conversations. Every time I received a message from you, it brought a smile upon my face. The fact that somebody li
Spring Fever 
