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  • was ultimately to become my downfall. My own blunt way of looking at things eventually spilled into every facet of my life. Family, girls and friends. Now, I face a ...
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  • The silence in the room, a stale and gross silence. It was broken only by the soft blips on the monitor that allowed me to see that she was alive. ...
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  • Chapter 1 Gorgeous blond waves of hair blew around as Andie hurried up the steps of the porch with several boxes in her hand. "It's good to be home," Andie ...
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  • How could he love me if i can't love myself? OHOHOH!! I KNOW I KNOW I KNOW!! PICK ME!!! yes? HE CAN"T. no one could, because as i've said before ...
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  • Sometimes, especially when I'm alone, I narrate my life like a novel. I like to think that way, and sometimes I feel like that is my sign that I should ...
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  • When she was temporarily satisfied with a mouthful of leather, Nick kicked her away long enough to stand up. The bloodthirsty lady clung to his ankle, ripping at his pant ...
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  • Weekend warrior- that's me. Cycling never gets old, especially when the sun comes out, the wind dies down, and you have a partner to hit the road with. Awake earlier ...
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  • Mornings Today, I got up at about 9:30. I tried to hide my phone under my pillow, because my roommate was up and I didn't want her to see that ...
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  • Monica stepped into the room, watching her shoes sink into the blood red carpeting. "It's wicked in here." Chirped a little voice from the back of the room. "I know." ...
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