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Writers' Workshop General Chat Thread

I was looking up Country titles to name the chapters for Desolate Lands, and there are...a couple interesting ones, my favorites being:

-Drop Kick Me, Jesus, Through The Goalposts Of Life

-If I Had A Nose Full Of Nickels, I'd Sneeze Them All Atchoo

-I Flushed You From The Toilets Of My Heart

-Jim, I Wore A Tie Today

And my most favorite of them all:

-I Don't Know Whether To Kill Myself Or Go Bowling

I'D GIVE MY LIIIIIFE. NOT FOR HONOOORR BUT FOR YOOOOUUUUUUUU!


I'M STIIIIILLLL IN A DREEEEAAAAAM- SNAAAAAAAAKE EAAAAATEEER!


 
Ooh, weird song titles? I can do these!

"Every Time I Eat Vegetables It Makes Me Think Of You" - The Ramones
"Everybody's Got Something To Hide Except For Me And My Monkey" - The Beatles
"De Do Do Do De Da Da Da" - The Police
"Alex Descends Into Hell For A Bottle Of Milk" - U2
"Our Lawyer Made Us Change The Name Of This Song So We Wouldn't Get Sued" - Fall Out Boy
 
Speaking of music, I'm ashamed to admit that I can recognize Taylor Swift songs after listening to them for a grand total of 2 seconds, yet I couldn't name the piano version of "Gotta Catch 'Em All" until someone told me what it was...

You poor thing

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Oh god, why did I start writing another fanfic? I mean... maybe I should've gone back to doing one-shots.
 
This poem is just so awesome, I had to share it (The poet Du Fu, the last days of Tang Dynasty China)

Guó pò, shān hé zài
chéng chūn căo mù shēn
Găn shi huā jiàn lèi
Hèn bié niăo jīng xīn
Fēng huŏ lián sān yuè
Jiā shū dĭ wàn jīn
Bái tóu sāo gèng duăn
Hùn yù bù shēng chēn

The State is destroyed, the mountains and rivers remain,
The city springfallen, weed and tree gain ground.
So touched by the times - tears gush at the sight of flowers,
So grieved by parting - the heart jolts at birds' sound.
Three months the beacons of war have brimmed with flames,
Ten tons one letter from home is worth in gold,
And things unravel. I pull my whitening hair,
So thin that my own hairpin will soon lose hold.
 
Hello everyone! just join today and would like to talk with you guys. c:
 
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