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Haterade and HatertotsI hate that I made a MAD reference in the title.
I hate having to get up at five in the fucking morning for religious bullshit.
I hate being surrounded by a bunch af religious assholes who think they're so much better than everybody else.
I hate being forced to go to church because my grandmother "doesn't want me to end up repeating my uncle's mistakes".
I hate the fact that I'm surrounded by so many impressive and distinctive individuals while in comparison I am bland and average.
I hate not being exceptional.
I hate the fact that I have no friends outside of the internet because of personal tastes and interests.
I hate being everybody's scapegoat.
I hate being told my dreams and aspirations are stupid.
I hate being told that I'm going to fail at being what I want to be.
I hate that my family thinks they know what's best for me, which, coincidentally, nets them exactly what THEY want. I'm looking at you two, Mom and Grandma.
I hate that I feel the need to whine about this on the fucki
Important To The TeamYou're Important to the team
A Deadly Mistakes fanfiction
Xavier sat on the roof of Thaddeus' home, absent-mindedly strumming his guitar while watching the sunset, and trying to process his thoughts, his coat in a bundle behind him. It had been some time since he had come to the conclusion that he had something of an infatuation with one of the companions he had found thrust upon him, though he had no idea how to handle it. Nothing like this had ever happened before, and it confused him to an almost painful extent.
However, instead of coming up with a solution, his mind continually came back to the object of his newfound affections. In fact, it was hard not to think of her. Particularly her striking blue eyes
Xavier was roused from his pondering by a sharp rapping at the window behind him. He turned, to find himself face-to face with her.
"What are you doing out here?" Piper asked, sounding a little exasperated. She had caught Kyle messi
The Realm of OrithialTHE REALM OF ORITHIAL
00-500 The Age of War
Created eons ago by the gods Oy'am , Ssaug, and St'nemelc, Orithial is a world of war, an arena of the gods. As mortals battle each other for supremacy, the gods look on in fascination at their creations ability to wield the power of the gods(magic) against their fellows.
Following the birth of the world, Oy'am, the god of creativity and representative of the creative component of magic, fashioner of spells, gave life to the gnomes, a race of thinkers, artists, and musicians, and gained much amusement from his creations amusing antics.
Ssaug, god of rationality and logical thought, representative of the ordered side of magic, fashioner of wands and staves, and creator of the Magius, the language of magic, created the dwarves, a race of disciplined artisans and craftsmen, and gained much pleasure from the magnificent war machines and devices forged by his creations.
St'nemelc, god of might and courage,
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