Once upon a time, in a perfect world there stood a perfect merah jambu istana, castle guarded sejak a perfect number of perfect fluffy Kuda and surrounded sejak a perfect dinding of perfect merah jambu flowers.
In the perfect istana, castle there lived a perfect, perfect girl with a perfect life. Her perfect name was perfect: Serenity Lianna Honeyblossom Sweetytreat Sparkle cupcake, kek cawan Beauty Mary Sue.
She was always paid sejak authors to bintang in their buku and act like the perfect dream girl; aka a Mary Sue. She lived in Storyland, where all the ideal characters lived until they were picked for a story and then dropped back in after.
One day, when Serenity was happily brushing her perfect mane of perfect blonde hair, a merah jambu sweet-smelling letter sealed with a author's wax meterai floated onto her lap. Serenity beautifully and cutely swept her hair onto a nearby meja, jadual and gracefully opened the letter.
Dear Mary Sue, it read.
I am asking anda to bintang in my new story. I am trying to test out all sorts of characters for their roles in my story in this Storyland, but first I need you, Mary Sue, to play out the role of Anna Akanique, the vain magician girl that is Friends with my main character, Merlin. The other characters have been cast, so I would be grateful if anda would accept.
Sincerely, Anudie.
Serenity gasped dramatically and wrote a perfect letter of acceptance on a perfect merah jambu piece of paper in her perfect, loopy handwriting. When Anudie received her acceptance, she immediately sent her to play her part.
When Serenity arrived, she looked around for the boy called Merlin. "Oh, handsome!!" she gushed, flinging her arms around him.
"Get off me, thanks," muttered Merlin.
"Tell her to go away, Anudie. She's a distraction."
And so Serenity was sent utama teary-eyed and angry.
THE END >:)
In the perfect istana, castle there lived a perfect, perfect girl with a perfect life. Her perfect name was perfect: Serenity Lianna Honeyblossom Sweetytreat Sparkle cupcake, kek cawan Beauty Mary Sue.
She was always paid sejak authors to bintang in their buku and act like the perfect dream girl; aka a Mary Sue. She lived in Storyland, where all the ideal characters lived until they were picked for a story and then dropped back in after.
One day, when Serenity was happily brushing her perfect mane of perfect blonde hair, a merah jambu sweet-smelling letter sealed with a author's wax meterai floated onto her lap. Serenity beautifully and cutely swept her hair onto a nearby meja, jadual and gracefully opened the letter.
Dear Mary Sue, it read.
I am asking anda to bintang in my new story. I am trying to test out all sorts of characters for their roles in my story in this Storyland, but first I need you, Mary Sue, to play out the role of Anna Akanique, the vain magician girl that is Friends with my main character, Merlin. The other characters have been cast, so I would be grateful if anda would accept.
Sincerely, Anudie.
Serenity gasped dramatically and wrote a perfect letter of acceptance on a perfect merah jambu piece of paper in her perfect, loopy handwriting. When Anudie received her acceptance, she immediately sent her to play her part.
When Serenity arrived, she looked around for the boy called Merlin. "Oh, handsome!!" she gushed, flinging her arms around him.
"Get off me, thanks," muttered Merlin.
"Tell her to go away, Anudie. She's a distraction."
And so Serenity was sent utama teary-eyed and angry.
THE END >:)
Well anda see
I'm not myself anymore
Well anda can see
What I've done
Blinded myself
Lost my direction
In this times
That are getting cold
In this moment
To behold
And shine
Here's a poem
For all the loved ones
Here's a grave
For all the dead
Here's the oxygen
For all the living
Here's a tissue
For tears that are shed
I'm Lost now
I'm here now
I'm Lost here
sejak Myself
I'm gone now
I'm Lost again
I'm lost
sejak myself
Well take your houses
Take your money
Take the things anda don't need
Live the life
You've always wanted
And then burn the memories
Take the good times and the bad
Take the happy maybe the sad
And turn, turn yourself around
I'm Lost in my own fairytale
Where I'm the winner
All over again
in my daydreams I've Lost all hope
All ambition
Looking and losing an only friend
I'm Lost now
I'm here now
I'm Lost here
sejak Myself
I'm gone now
I'm Lost again
I'm lost
sejak myself
I'm lost
I'm here
I'm Lost here
sejak myself
I'm Lost now
I'm here now
I'm Lost here
sejak myself
sejak myself
I'm not myself anymore
Well anda can see
What I've done
Blinded myself
Lost my direction
In this times
That are getting cold
In this moment
To behold
And shine
Here's a poem
For all the loved ones
Here's a grave
For all the dead
Here's the oxygen
For all the living
Here's a tissue
For tears that are shed
I'm Lost now
I'm here now
I'm Lost here
sejak Myself
I'm gone now
I'm Lost again
I'm lost
sejak myself
Well take your houses
Take your money
Take the things anda don't need
Live the life
You've always wanted
And then burn the memories
Take the good times and the bad
Take the happy maybe the sad
And turn, turn yourself around
I'm Lost in my own fairytale
Where I'm the winner
All over again
in my daydreams I've Lost all hope
All ambition
Looking and losing an only friend
I'm Lost now
I'm here now
I'm Lost here
sejak Myself
I'm gone now
I'm Lost again
I'm lost
sejak myself
I'm lost
I'm here
I'm Lost here
sejak myself
I'm Lost now
I'm here now
I'm Lost here
sejak myself
sejak myself