StudMuffin (LoA)
Joined June 2009 and calls Facemuffin (Studbook?) home.
159 stories, 96 challenges, 666 comments, and 179 friends
I’m 16, I live in Chicago, IL.
Uhhh I’m more of an artist than a writer, but sometimes I just, like, love writing.
Pot Belly’s appeals to me in a way that I can not explain.I used to go on here all the time, buut not so much anymore.
Stories
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Reverse. (2/2)
“You killed him, you heartless bastard!” she lets out. More of a cry, less of a yell. She stops running and sees him over the body, crowbar in hand. She sprints backwards out of the building as he pulls back swings of the crowbar. The dents...
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Reverse. (1/2)
Her last breath. Her eyes open as a stream of red flows into a her in her heart. “Why?” she asks to a man not listening before her limp body rises to a standing position. A gasp escapes her lips as a bullet flies from her heart in a brillia...
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The Watch
8:01 She was one minute late. The crick in his neck was acting up again. He strained it, rolling his head around his shoulders. He heard the door open, his head shot to the right to see who had entered. Not her. 8:15 The first half of his first cup of ...
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Insufficiencies
“I Love You” does not suffice.
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Words
What is this? I can see your words, but I can not hear your mouth moving.
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A Bridge
Hold. Stare. Think. Sob. Repeat. Step. Hesitate. Step. Drop. Fall. Smile. Drown.
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As She Falls
Tears form as I watch her fall. Smoke pours from the barrel.
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Seven Minutes.
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Hey
Tad Winslow, must I repeat? You don’t AWAIT defeat? You’re already obsolete. And while you walk the street, no shoes on your feet, think about why you shouldn’t compete. You’re just a major tooler. You need to go to class, Buell...
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GAD
Tad Winslow, my friend, I would like to make amends, but first let me end, you’re terrible trend of messing up the flow. I mean, er, surrend as there’s no point in continuing these lyrics that you send. I don’t want your class, you po...
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Birds? LEGIT?!
Hey man, yeah you, talkin’ bout all the birds. Your insults are nothing but a waste of words. And while I appreciate your average nerd, the things you say are just ABSURD. Elshahawk, pleae girl, just step back. I’m glad that you tried to ta...
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A Valiant Effort
(Muffin, undazed, returns) I’m opposed to disclosing these back-rubbin’ hos for the phonies they are, at least, so I’d suppose. Instead, not resortin’ to low blows, I’ll make sure my foes are closed for the night, so: Mc ...
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Mad. (pt 4)
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Mad. (pt 3)
“Perfect. It’s…It’s all so perfect, so clean. So fancy. You did this. You knew it would get under my skin. You know it would.” Ray was talking at an abnormal speed, glancing at the lone stain on the wall to keep his sanity...
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Mad. (pt 2)
The policeman hefted his belt over his belly, which was rather obvious, and kicked out his leg to sit down. He, of course had a handlebar mustache. Ray laughed. “Your face sure do got a lot of fuzz.” he said, in a mock western accent. Fuzz,...
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Mad. (pt 1)
The room was white. Perfectly white, with one stain on the wall. On the corner of the wall right by the door. On the other wall, on his left side was a mirror. He knew it wasn’t Really a mirror, but he played along. He pretended not to know that the ...
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Rorschach? Bah.
Man, Abstract, you ain’t got nothin’ on the rhyming prowess of Mc Muffin. While you tread on words precariously, I like to take my rhymes seriously. I’m a beast, from starch and yeast. And much like my name implies, I’m a feast ...
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Mc Muffin's Epic Return
(Mc Muffin Valiantly Snatches one of the drinks from Mc T, finishes it in one drink, picks up the mic) Aight, McT you think you are tough? Let’s see who’s really got the stuff. McT don’t mean nothing to me, as I ride on a sea of these...
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Re: Mc Mess
Yo, Yo, boys and girls Mc Muffin’s goan’ give it a whirl. I might be round and chewy, but I ain’t no girl. Mc Mess makes me wanna hurl. Now, to be legit, Mc Mess, just quit. Your rhymes are stale, and I’m tired of it. You try t...
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The Man of Grey (A Limerick)
I sit and think all day About this man of grey. The man, not a man, but a ghost. As he haunts me, I cry. I ask how he died, And he claims I’m a terrible host.
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What If?
What if all that was bad was good for a day? Blacks, Immigrants, gays, loved for a day? What if war and depression just went away? If all of this happened, what could we say? “Oh, praise the lord”? Whether or not he’s real, let’...
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The Starship Commando
Approaching epic groove said the robotic voice behind the computer’s monitor. Danny was scared, he had never flown a starship this big before. He took special care with his handling. Especially after the accident. People would always ask him what...
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We Are Not Here
We are not here to procrastinate commiserate annihilate. We are not here to cultivate aggravate eradicate. We are not here to tolerate exterminate discriminate. We are not here to assassinate irritate effeminate. to Cooperate moderate hesitate. We are ...
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Dear Man In The Fitting Room Next To Mine,
Sorry if I was bumping into the walls. It was a struggle. .
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An Adventure of Adventurous Proportions: Part 1
It was approximately 27 years, 248 days, 13 hours, 7 minutes, and 49 seconds into Charles Ninniths life that it changed. At this particular moment Charles was purchasing a lawn ornament. He liked to call it Harry. As Charles begrudgingly reached into h...
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horrible hb ojcnm kl lk mvlsdkjx nm,sa I hate reposts………….
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pooop
this is poop. And if you want to read it too bad. ‘cause ya can’t read poop.
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A Light
The stress he felt was like diving underwater, only to stay there. Only to die there. He felt like his lungs would collapse. He felt like his head would explode. He felt like he could just stay under there forever. He lived a stressed life. A very sad,...
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Dream
My mom looks at me, tears in her eyes. I see her for the first time in years and my eyes light up with confusion and joy. I wish she looked as happy as I did. The gun she pulled from her purse was 9mm, I recognized it from the crime scene. I want to sh...
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A Big Musical Metaphor
House music is my girlfriend. A lot of people dont understand her, but it’s just cause she’s on another level. I also hang out a lot with her exchange student friend named Techno and her hairdresser friend named Electro. They are all cool g...
