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StoryThere is no such place as... narcissa011 years 6 months ago
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StorySS and Gestapo narcissa011 years 6 months ago
StoryProhibition and Organised Crime narcissa011 years 6 months ago
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My stories

Anon

My hands have changed, and I'm wearing more lipstick than before, "Good God", I think, "I am worth nothing". Love, or anywhere in-between, is where I wanted to be, with you. And I'm only upside down
Cherry

Beloved

Since the air today has been cold, the tiled floor radiates chill. I remember blue warmth rustling in this silent space. I doubt that the steps you made across this cool floor remain. I would collect your imprints.

Encounter

He assumed that mind might equal matter; his palms were too long and his hands too wide to grasp just how difficult it is to make a thought move without touching it.

F: 07/09/2004

This morning I received a card from my Latin teacher. I wrote perhaps 6 letters at the end of the year, and have had two replies. The predictable...

E: 17/8/04

"How can you wake up and find your world so changed?" That's her msn name right now. It makes me wonder (after my previous entry) whether I would...

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