2095 9 6
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The phone owner pre-writes his or her dying words! The app stores them and releases them at the moment of his death!
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209521
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... red lipstick shiny in the bar's light, raven-colored hair spiky and toussled. Jen opened her mouth to say something, stickiness of her cherry Chapstick separating with her lips ... and the girl leaned in and started kissing her.
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209400
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See a girl like Lily sitting offstage in a wooden chair in a fourth-rate club somewhere, crying, holding on so hard to so little, and as it breaks your heart to watch; forgive me. Understand me. You can’t rescue us. We all deserve more.
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20941516
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You should be calling 911
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209492
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You never thought you were capable of rape.
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209499
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What if I said;
I never liked actually reading?
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209422
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one numberless character, an army of rants marching one by one, sand by sand, we move mountains this way…
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20941311
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He had her pinned to the back seat, expressing his love. Do you love me? she whispered in his ear. Do you, do you, Jimmy Dale, do you love me? His only response…
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209400
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I'm in awe of her frankness, how she takes my breath away, how I wish to rush off with her to a splendid hideaway where only the two of us touch the grape-stained mountains and the cerulean sea, wild blades of grass quivering with the breeze. Sometimes th
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20931918
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He was a tenth grade / messiah, famous for acts of attrition.
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209341
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I'm delighted to report that I've come up with my own school of thought. It's called, "Dress Like a Cat Until You Get What You Want."
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2093165
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Her eyes stared wide with panic, her teeth chattered intermittently with impressive intensity, and with her ineffectual stabs at the air she completed the portrait of distracted mania.
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209364
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Riding in a pick-up-truck,
the radio wailing
some 'love em and leave em" country song,
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209275
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When detox-man drives away, the windows down, the radio playing on the classic rock station (The Eagles), he thinks about moving out of town.
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209267
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“Too perfect.” my therapist intervenes in assurance, “You did enough, really. More than anyone else would.” I know the subtext is that I possibly did more than I should. My appointment is coincidentally later that day, after his goodbye letter arrives in
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20921716
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"Why so ornery?" she asked.
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She wants her mother back and all I can give her is this—over and over. She doesn't want my mouth, wants no kissing anywhere even. Just this. Like this—quiet and rough. Quiet because her stepfather is napping in the bedroom next to…
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209210
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Azure became silent. She never thought of her death before, nor thought about actually fighting creatures and saving people’s lives.
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209196
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Got me a 50 pound bat ray.
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20911711
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She drew her hands out of the chest cavity and looked at the clock.
‘Time of death,’ she said.
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2091105
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The waters rose / on the earth
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209182
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Jerry tries to be funny saying, I think Charlie Brown should kick Lucy in the head when she pulls the ball away; either that or they start making out. Ewww, but they're both eight years old, Sandra says biting her lip, tying off her smile. Jerry won't focus on her…
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209132
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This is what my summer has come to: me, out of a job, aimlessly driving around the city looking for places to write, places to read, places to occupy my time.
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209063
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At night, instead of sleep, there were new and secret pleasures. Half-awake lessons in dexterity, in the limber material of human life.
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209021
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“Your brain, your brain tries to make sense of things like this, specially life-threatening weird shit, so in my mind the grass was on fire and driving out swarms of invisible bees that were stinging us to death. Invisible killer bees. You don’t shoot be
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209086
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in her monestary mission, with her rosary and candles, time holds me here
my feet got the travelin' blues but my hands tie old women's bones to my hair
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Being simple like this, knowing a thing is done by doing.
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209011
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It broke through the surface of the suburban world and shattered it into pieces, fragments of dreams and amazement. She was not the same as she had been a moment before. It was an epiphany she couldn't put her finger on.
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