"As part of the campaign, we will organize a health event that includes aerobic sessions, healthy lunch sets, free health screenings and seminars."
...please don't kill me
Rain is our most valuable resource, yet we all just bitch about drying our laundry...
“He's perkier on land.” Then he hurried after Julian.
Hey I have just written a script.And the last sentence was actually the entire script.
”I’m awesome. HahahahahaHahah”
He looked up towards the clouds, his eyes reflecting the dark gray skies above him, as he began to walk into the rains waiting embrace.
I needed to stretch.
“This, right here – this is stupid!”
I feel so out of steam for this story and yet lil ideas seem to... percolate through ?
Once she was outside with no one around, she tore away the flesh mask and wig that she was wearing, reassuming her identity as Shea Reman, private Ferryman – like the dead Johann – working for a company that specialized in escorting people to the other world in the most glorious manner possible.
Not when she was standing right in front of him.
"This is my life. Good Riddance"