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In need of help, he bought his first self-help book at the age of twenty-nine.
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Still worried. I could use some more hope in my oatmeal.
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Fat, religious, full of himself,
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“You’re just like me,” she said, as dawn was breaking. “You like sex.”
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The president snapped awake at three AM. He realized he was a serial killer. Highly trained and equipped killers on his orders were summarily murdering thousands of raggedly dressed people in the name of Democracy.
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Someone had scrawled her on the walls.
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You don't see the bruises ... you can't foresee the pain. It's intense, so deep and yet so volatile, in vain. He slapped my head once more while he uttered for the millionth time the same old words again: "You're a loser and you'll never win. I hate for you to be my…
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martyred young women lie in hospital beds
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I know I was hungry. I was hungry for what you had to offer, your fast cars, your dad’s ski boat, your beautiful mouth and its pretty words, your Bohemian eyes and yes, for the joy you could give me between the legs.
But I was unprepared for the lif
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if you lost your list on your way here
i will help you get what you came for.
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Our local low rent ice-based superhero said he’d had enough and would check back in early spring.
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The road to heaven is littered for miles with dead sinners, or more precisely, the sides of the roads are lined with crosses on which the sinners are nailed. It has always been so, since time started ticking for Civilized…
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"Excuse me. I believe you have a little something falling from your right nostril there," he said, pointing with his pinky.
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Hole #1 – Loop-de-Loop
A piece of metal curved into a loop like a curlicue off-ramp. Jake and I step up to the Golf-O-Rama mat like accidental twins. My ball is half blue and half orange, like a gas station freebie. The old man at the desk said I
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My life isn't exactly what you'd call glamorous. Hell it's not even good. Not like that bathroom cabinet, getting cleaned every other day and handled like it's made of glass.No, my life is literally full of shit. They come, they sit, they shit. On the good days, I'm lucky…
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"All he wants to do is watch the Hallmark Channel"
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A bar of chocolate stuck in pudding
(don’t you see where this is going)
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My chin is half-eaten. My chest is gone. There is a rhythm to how each flame licks me. Like how you used to in the mornings before work. Before the coffee. Before the toaster. Before a rose clenched between your teeth and dancing.
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Look, “Wolfie,” (or “Pharaoh,” or whatever your name is now) a little too much information, don’t you think? I don’t need to hear all the details about you and Sharon. It’s my life, and I’ll cry if I want to – to alter the song just a
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You gave me all of the power, and none of the power.
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The woman who lives on the first floor once loved dancing naked for her lovers.
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This is what you have to do to keep the unruly parts of your brain from open revolt.
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It had all been for the children, hadn´t it?
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There's a surprise for you!Why did she think I would have been pregnant? I hadn't seen her for ages, neither people she knew, so it wasn't my weight ...She opened the door, a sigh of relief on her face, thank God she thought ... She isn't.The surprise was we came to visit,…
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The world is beginning to lose what little hair it has left. Follicles litter the streets and scrape along merrily in the wind like one last turn of the world defying knob of being and knowing. But the thing I want to say here is how beautiful…
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no one told him there was a place where heroes died, but he should have known it was in love
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The train station offers a pleasant atmosphere, though it exists as an in between place. People only come here to go somewhere else.
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She slipspaper thinshe ripspaper thin
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My friend and I were talking while having burritos (some days, it is as if all we ever eat are burritos, existentially speaking) and I was looking at the way he inserted that shaft of meat in his mouth and thought him prodigious for his technique
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