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        Waking from a forced sleep, you rubbed an obvious, painful knot on your head and spoke quietly to yourself. “Ugh, my head, what happened?” Fighting the pounding in your temples, you managed to open one eye. Everything around you was pitch black. “What's going on?” You let out a loud scream for help, only to have someone slap their hand over your agape mouth. “Quiet down. Why couldn't you have just stayed asleep? Honestly, you're going to get us killed.” The voice was angry, but familiar. “If I remove my hand, you had better keep it down. I want them to still think us uncontentious, understood

I Like To Play With Skin: Breathe - My dear friends and watch, As the feeling of life itself Crumbles beneath each ounce of pain. Needles slowly piercing into the body, Paralyzing nerves and expressions. A mask of pure horror; living terror, Kept alive on the barest limit of the border. Such tempting features, Leave me eager to slip a knife beneath flesh. Ripping soft layers of epidermal mache, Tanned and dried, woven slowly into a loving mask. And with my latest acquisition complete, Only twenty spaces remain... -Chen Yuan Wen, 28th April 2013

Perhaps I should confess to you, That I am trapped within this box of crushing insecurity... Screaming as I shatter my nails against the wall. But I'm sure you'll tell me to just smile and wave.

Maybe you should start being more honest with yourself. You will never be a constellation or a sunspot on the moon; only fallen heroes belong there, and your life wasn't pitiful enough to cavort with the stars. The gods love a good tragedy, but only when they're the ones writing the playbill. It isn't any fun when the actors forget their lines and break character. (better draw the curtains before the performance morphs into a comedy) You say "I'm sorry" but in reality the only thing you're apologizing for is leaving before the show ended and reading the wrong horoscope that day.

 “I’m coming!” You yelled at the teapot whistling with steam coming out. You sighed as you made two cups of tea, two cups of coffee and a cup of (your favorite hot drink). You put the drinks on a tray and brought them in to the living room where you found five of your friends. America and Canada were playing videogames. France was flipping through a magazine. Russia and China were watching the North American brother’s game. You set the tray down as you handed China one of the teas and handed both brothers each a coffee. “Thanks, ______.” America said taking the coffee. “Thank you.” Canada sa