I leave a lot of my stories unfinished so you can take the idea but dedicate to me at least SOMEWHERE in your rewritten story.

EH. Trying to write more to fill the 2000 characters limit. Currently climbing slowly... More... More... Ok let's just get to some important stuff. But first...

Me. I'm the abnormal person that ships a lot of people together, and has a good commonnonsense, and give off emotional speeches about tea and chocolate all the time, and never, ever, manages to finish off a story. By the way, if you're interested, by the time you finish the sentence, it's going to be a lot of words.

Yup. That's the me. The me. The one and only me. The me no one else can copy. The me who wants to stab you in the back and take you eyes and evaporate you and trap your gas in just stab everything in sight.

Nah.

Wow.

It is has been a (short) long talk.

Also:

Dear Bullies,
You know that boy you pushed over earlier? Committed suicide last night. That girl you called fat? She's starving herself. And that boy you teased for crying? His mother died. You know that man you made fun of for his scars? He fought for our country. That man you stole the little leather pouch off? He was homeless. And everybody else you've been mean to? You've either hurt them really bad[ly] or ruined their life. Post this on your profile if you are against bullying. The girl you just called fat...she's overdosing on diet pills. The girl you just called ugly...she spends hours putting makeup on, hoping people will like her. The boy you just tripped...he is abused enough at home. See that man with the ugly scars...he fought for his country. That guy you just made fun of for crying...his mother is dying. Put this in your 'about' page if you're against bullying.  I'll bet 95% of you won't, but if you are that 5% with time and a heart [and space in your profile], then show it.

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DUNDUNDUN!!!!!!!

Max!!