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She pulled the locks open, turned the handle in the center and pushed the heavy door open climbing up a short ladder to the main unloading dock area. The room ... read more -
"It is a lie!" I have spoken, the words rolling out of my mouth like thunder. "He is only trying to protect me, it is not his fault." "I take ... read more -
Fuck. Fuck essays. Fuck homework. Fuck saving money. Fuck wasting time on endeavours society says you must endeavour. Fuck sobriety and abstinence and growing old. Fuck eating, because frankly, I ... read more -
Od lat to samo PKP i ten sam smród. Wciąż nie zidentyfikowałam jego źródła. Bo co tak śmierdzi? Stęchła okleina imitująca drewno, środek odkażający?... Przecież nie. Te pociągi zawsze śmierdzą ... read more -
I bury myself in physical labor to keep my mind from racing. The exhaustion does its part, and the next day I feel a well-earned fatigue. But the thinking doesn't ... read more -
(Cont.) but it was already involved. My Conscience was dragged into the mess of my mind. My brain rattled on how Dad would feel if I had forgotten him, and ... read more -
I turned up the Gorillaz just to drown out the song on Dad's memorial DVD. Mom was watching it again in the living room, and the stairs act as a ... read more -
Woulden't you think by now they would have fixed that crack in the sidewalk? It's been there, lets see; Easter is the last time I walked the dog on Juniper ... read more -
I had a dream today. It was both hopeful and hopeless, if that even makes sense. I dreamed of him. I added a note to his box and handed it ... read more -
I did it. Finally. After seeing it again, opening that box full of his belongings, I couldn't stop thinking about him again. I saw everything I had put in it, ... read more
