Whenever I'm bored and uninspired during class discussions but I feel like writing, I ask my seatmates for random words, first words that pop into their minds (the more farfetched, the better), and this is what happens:
{chair} The chair you sat on still has your ghost lingering, its silent outcries painting the air with white noise.
{poison} My mother has infiltrated my thoughts with poison. I don't know who to trust anymore.
{stupid} Book smart is the new stupid.
{selfish} I want you all to myself.
{ocean} You can love the ocean, but don't put your trust in it.
{pretty} Your pretty face cannot hide your ugly sadness.
{pigs} When pigs fly, I'll fly too.
{craters} My heart's like the moon, filled with lots of gaps and craters that are waiting for the flesh of your emotions.
{typhoon} I'm caught up in you.
{boom} The sound that shook the whole world.
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