This life is here for a reason, we don’t have to say exactly what that reason is, we just have to believe in it no matter what happens in this life, we have to understand one thing. That thing is that we are not alone in the universe. I’m not saying there are aliens out there, but yeah there are aliens out there. It’s a concept that people have wondered about from time to time, there doesn’t appear to be anything else you can do but wonder what’s going on in the skies above us! There are so many things in this life that don’t always seem to matter, but you wish they would, at least that’s what I’d like to think would happen. I’m not sure that’s how this life is meant to be understood of course. If there’s anything in this life that doesn’t make sense, then it will always be there. It doesn’t have to make sense, that’s the absurdity of it all! Why should it make sense if there’s nothing to grasp from it all? I’m not sure I know the ansewr to that question. Such a life comes and goes an...
I'm not bored anymore... ahhh, I need to write a new story... hmmm let's see here.
Peach was sitting at her desk writing a letter... again. She recalled the last letter she had written and smiled. This time around, she had been able to not eat her paper or her pencil... and was doing just fine.
SockPuppet flew into the room... 'cause that's how she gets from place to place, people fling her around. Anyway, as Peach was sitting there writing her letter Sock landed right on top of the paper. It didn't go over too well with Peach, and she gobbled up Sock as quickly as possible... sptting out her eyes and the yarn that was used for her hair.
hmmm... why do I keep picking on Sock like this? oh well... lol More to come tomorrow I'm sure...
Peach was sitting at her desk writing a letter... again. She recalled the last letter she had written and smiled. This time around, she had been able to not eat her paper or her pencil... and was doing just fine.
SockPuppet flew into the room... 'cause that's how she gets from place to place, people fling her around. Anyway, as Peach was sitting there writing her letter Sock landed right on top of the paper. It didn't go over too well with Peach, and she gobbled up Sock as quickly as possible... sptting out her eyes and the yarn that was used for her hair.
hmmm... why do I keep picking on Sock like this? oh well... lol More to come tomorrow I'm sure...
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