May 24, 2018
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   There was always a method to her madness, Star believed. She (oftentimes) knew she what she wanted, even if she didnât know whatever the outcome or desire was until after the event had transpired.
   But this was momentous and there was no reasoning behind what she was doing. She didnât even know what she was doing. All she knew was that whatever she was trying previously didnât satisfy any quell and that the symbols on here cheeks continuously switched between a stop sign and an hourglass.
   Star growled as she grabbed her hair with hands and pulled it slightly, threatening to pull out the blonde locks. âThis is disaster!â she cried aloud.
