Here's mine, I wanna see yours!
http://www.fabioisonfire.tumblr.comThis is your paragraphOur hands have been locked for so long that I almost don’t even notice the tickle of your dancing thumb on the out of my palm. First you scribe only circles but then come the letters. You think I can’t see, won’t see, or don’t notice, but I can and will and do. Staring at each tiny stroke I mouth corresponding characters under my breath. As letters add up I realize that you aren’t writing anything coherent at all—just tracing sweet little nothings on the palm of my hand because whispering was never very ‘you’.
When everyone saw him as an outcast; the weird kid who spends his time on the computer… He stumbles upon a new website, a community where independant gamers unite of similar interest. The concept of making games on your own… what an interesting idea for a kid to have fun with. He couldn't leave the website though, as he soon learned that its mind-altering code would torment him: beckon him to return and blog and learn. This website was called….
Then everyone died. The end.Once, there was an ugly barnacle. He was so ugly that everyone died. The end!
Haha, Spongebob in its prime. Classic.
Once upon a time [INSERT AWARD WINNING CONTENT APPROXIMATELY ONE PARAGRAPH LONG HERE]
EDIT: lol. Spongebob.