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The One That Got Away
11 years ago

The One That Got Away

Sometimes I wonder how things would be if I would’ve put forth more effort just to see how far it would go, but then sometimes I’m thankful that I kept …
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The Hangover
11 years ago

The Hangover

I was enraged and fuming, from the inside out. Anger was seeping through my pores like the cheap vodka only undergrad students drink. I smelled of regret and reeked of …
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Soft Shock [Part One]
11 years ago

Soft Shock [Part One]

As well as I’ve come to learn the smoothness of your skin and the places of your body that makes you become the most weak, like clay in my hands, …
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To Stay, Or Go
11 years ago

To Stay, Or Go

I go back and forth deciding whether to stay or go. If I am, indeed, strong enough to endure the humiliation of being naked, raw and alone out here on …
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He Aimed The Gun At Me
11 years ago

He Aimed The Gun At Me

He aimed the gun at me.

I looked back right in time to see the barrel of a gun. A heavy, black, stocky gun. Something my ex would have …
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Me, My “Future Husband”, And His Soon-To-Be Baby Mama
11 years ago

Me, My “Future Husband”, And His Soon-To-Be Baby Mama

January 14, 2013 8:05pm Irony is putting your birth control pill in your mouth while scrolling on twitter to see the man that you’re in love with tweet “I’m so …
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I Used To Laugh At Women Who Let Themselves Go After Marriage, Then I Got Married
11 years ago

I Used To Laugh At Women Who Let Themselves Go After Marriage, Then I Got Married

Six-pack Propped tits Red lips Tight butt High heels Restrained tongue LBD Two degrees Sharp Smooth legs Successful Happy Close Cute Comprising Sleep on a satin pillow with a smile …
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She Loved Him
11 years ago

She Loved Him

She loved him. But he didn’t know how to love.

He could talk about love. He could see love and feel love. But he couldn’t give love.

He could make …
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“No, It’s Tyece.” Sarcastic Musings About People Butchering My Name.
11 years ago

“No, It’s Tyece.” Sarcastic Musings About People Butchering My Name.

I’m zoned out on a conference call. I’m midway through my summer internship and they’ve tucked me away in the intern cubicle away from the other real adults. I can …
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Selling Souls For Soles / An Ode To The Girls Giving It Up For Money
11 years ago

Selling Souls For Soles / An Ode To The Girls Giving It Up For Money

Superbowl Sunday, 2013, New Orleans, Louisiana. “What you doing after the game?”

I smirked – as the text from the multi-millionaire I had been casually talking to rolled in. It …
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