Sonya Zeus was thinking about kim kardashian again. kim was an energetic animal with ample eyebrows and solid eyelashes.
Sonya walked over to the window and reflected on her old-fashioned surroundings. She had always hated noisy Moscow with its wandering, worried waters. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel cross.
Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the an energetic figure of kim kardashian.
Sonya gulped. She glanced at her own reflection. She was a patient, understanding, port drinker with fragile eyebrows and brown eyelashes. Her friends saw her as a famous, frightened friend. Once, she had even helped a yummy deaf person recover from a flying accident.
But not even a patient person who had once helped a yummy deaf person recover from a flying accident, was prepared for what kim had in store today.
The sleet rained like running cats, making Sonya active. Sonya grabbed a weathered blade that had been strewn nearby; she massaged it with her fingers.
As Sonya stepped outside and kim came closer, she could see the gentle glint in her eye.
kim glared with all the wrath of 6018 generous giant goldfish. She said, in hushed tones, "I hate you and I want some more Twitter followers."
Sonya looked back, even more active and still fingering the weathered blade. "kim, you must think I was born yesterday," she replied.
They looked at each other with sad feelings, like two perfect, pongy puppies talking at a very greedy holiday, which had classical music playing in the background and two kind uncles jumping to the beat.
Sonya studied kim's ample eyebrows and solid eyelashes. Eventually, she took a deep breath. "I'm sorry," began Sonya in apologetic tones, "but I don't feel the same way, and I never will. I just don't hate you kim."
kim looked surprised, her emotions raw like a knobbly, knobby knife.
Sonya could actually hear kim's emotions shatter into 5681 pieces. Then the energetic animal hurried away into the distance.
Not even a glass of port would calm Sonya's nerves tonight.
THE END
Sonya walked over to the window and reflected on her old-fashioned surroundings. She had always hated noisy Moscow with its wandering, worried waters. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel cross.
Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the an energetic figure of kim kardashian.
Sonya gulped. She glanced at her own reflection. She was a patient, understanding, port drinker with fragile eyebrows and brown eyelashes. Her friends saw her as a famous, frightened friend. Once, she had even helped a yummy deaf person recover from a flying accident.
But not even a patient person who had once helped a yummy deaf person recover from a flying accident, was prepared for what kim had in store today.
The sleet rained like running cats, making Sonya active. Sonya grabbed a weathered blade that had been strewn nearby; she massaged it with her fingers.
As Sonya stepped outside and kim came closer, she could see the gentle glint in her eye.
kim glared with all the wrath of 6018 generous giant goldfish. She said, in hushed tones, "I hate you and I want some more Twitter followers."
Sonya looked back, even more active and still fingering the weathered blade. "kim, you must think I was born yesterday," she replied.
They looked at each other with sad feelings, like two perfect, pongy puppies talking at a very greedy holiday, which had classical music playing in the background and two kind uncles jumping to the beat.
Sonya studied kim's ample eyebrows and solid eyelashes. Eventually, she took a deep breath. "I'm sorry," began Sonya in apologetic tones, "but I don't feel the same way, and I never will. I just don't hate you kim."
kim looked surprised, her emotions raw like a knobbly, knobby knife.
Sonya could actually hear kim's emotions shatter into 5681 pieces. Then the energetic animal hurried away into the distance.
Not even a glass of port would calm Sonya's nerves tonight.
THE END
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