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Sailor's Tempest Everyone on board could feel the storm coming. For days its approach had loomed over the sailors of the H.M.S. Seafox with ever increasing ferocity. The winds had bared their teeth days ago, joining with the waves in tenderizing the ship for their oncoming feast.Sailor's Tempest by ~aryndune
But for several short, sweet hours, peace reigned over the slumbering sailors of the Seafox. The calm before the storm had come and the men had all taken to bed in exhaustion.
Above, on the main decks, weary seamen kept watch through the waxing hours of the night, but below, in the barracks, no sound but snores greeted the salt air. All but one lay drifting quietly through their dr


A Rant Disguised as Bad Poetry I am done with every single member ofA Rant Disguised as Bad Poetry by ~aryndune
"The stronger sex".
I am done with quickened heartbeats and stray glances
And I am certainly done with twenty two page journal entries
About Friday night,
Because the truth is
I don't have to be wanted
By someone with a dick
To matter.
And I'm sick to my stomach of possibilities
Since they're all as empty
As the fingers of midnight breezes
And even the lines of this poem are shit.
So I am done with every single member of
"The stronger sex".
They can all go fuck themselves,
And really so can I
Since that's apparently the only way
I'm ever gonna get any.
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"I can't see!"
"It's okay, we're not much to look at."
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2nd Beta!
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Proud bisexual
"We're defenders of marriage: defending the institution against people who want to get married."
-Proud advocate of same-sex marriage.