February 2010
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A True Story (from 2 months ago)
I was sitting in the bathroom at work. I do that a lot. It’s like taking a break, so I act like I have to go all the time. My co-workers probably think I have an overactive bladder, but truthfully, I’m not even sure they notice when I’m there, or when I’m not. All I do is listen to my iPod, file files, highlight things, and emboss stickers. I make 12 dollars an hour and work 8:30-4:30,...
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coming & crying
meaghano:
nudawn:
i’ve had a really strong opinion of this book since i first heard about it. i think its amazing and ballsy for meaghan to do this and i’m sure its going to be great so i didnt think it was necessary to say anything that might appear i felt otherwise.
however being someone who has cried from the intensity of an orgasm before, and who speaks about the need to be open and...
January 2010
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Laser Pointer
I put the book down and want to cry. Not because it was sad, or because I finished the book and therefore wouldn’t be able to read it anymore, but because I was tired. I wanted to cry because I was exhausted of living in that other world where everything was beautiful and too sad or, I don’t know.
“I feel like I want to cry.”
“Why?” he asks.
“You...
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Doubt as a Chocolate Chip Cookie
He lifts her up into his arms and she reacts like a cookie fresh from the oven: gooey and on the verge of collapse. He somehow manages to hold her together, despite the burning against his chest, despite the heat between his thighs. When he peels away her warm body, his skin lets loose a watery whimper in protest. He places her down on the bed and watches as she lies there, feverish and...
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“reasons i love the internet:
1. favorite comics author has fantastic blog
2....”
– - Ian St. Germain
This is a true story and could happen to youuuuuuuu!
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Easy V
There I am naked and easy. Waiting for you
or someone like you to come and scoop me up. You can
put me into all the places you think I belong, hold me in silk sheets
with thick ropes so there’s no escaping. It should be easy,
because it’s what I want. You know this
just by looking at how easy it is for me to bend
at the waist. You can tell from how easily you’re able to...
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Easy IV
She pushes it towards me in a panicked whisper that’s pregnant with need, and delivered with a very tiny smile, “Baby, I’m easy.” She snakes a hand down the front of my pants, I don’t know how to tell her that I’m not; that she’ll need to do more than be drunk and horny to make me love her.
But there is something about her. She’s easy with her...
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Irrational
“What did he have that you didn’t? Well, for starters he didn’t like me nearly as much as you do. He didn’t laugh at my jokes, and he didn’t listen to my stories. He thought he was pretty funny, but he was just okay. He had a strange sense of humour, we rarely laughed at the same parts of a movie. When I told him I really liked a certain song, he would look at me with...
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“That’s what muses do. They give you your heart back.”
– - Adam Busch
Someone told me recently, after reading how uninspired I am these days, that I should find a muse. Will work on that.
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