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Death is a silent, dreamless night. Rhonda: Rhonda loves milk. She's milky. The best kind of milky. Plasticky milky. I found her that way. Saved her. Stranded in the Neiman ... read more -
I have always hated English class just because it meant I had to write essays. Fuck essays, and fuck the fucker who fucking wanted to exist. But never will I ... read more -
Page 1 Take 1 ---- Sixteen is supposed to be the age when your life happens. For the first sixteen years of my life, I had been conditioned to buy ... read more -
06/25/2012 Ally inhaled deeply, the swift smoke filling her lungs with a blast of menthol relief. Her ciggerette breaks never seemed to quite last nearly as long as she would ... read more -
Cloak pushed back from the his desk in a daze. As usual, the only illumination in his quarters came from the many computer screens that covered the walls. What he ... read more -
Elle herself was hard to spot at first. She was apparently asleep; sitting on the floor next to the desk, her scarred and partially shaved head resting against the wall. ... read more -
He winced at his own harsh words. The entry was almost over. 'But shit... I need to find out what the hell happened. They're saying the vid data is mostly ... read more -
I smile on the way back home Amused at your clever repartees Warm from the new fuzzy feeling Happy for the pleasant evening. With each day I look at my ... read more -
------- O N E ------- The life of a troubled teen is nowhere near to being far-fetched, but not all see behind the rebellious acts and snark-y attitude, because there ... read more -
“It would only be a matter of two days until her kingdom becomes my kingdom and my kingdom becomes her kingdom. Her castle my castle and mine hers. It will ... read more
