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StoryHere, There & Everywhere Mark Heathcote115 years 11 months ago
StoryHow It Is Silver Spun Sand2015 years 11 months ago
StoryFor the Love of Cupcake yrene216 years 2 days ago
StoryLight In The Dark? Mangone2016 years 3 weeks ago
StoryUmlaut Lem316 years 3 weeks ago
StoryUntil Spring MistakenMagic1016 years 2 months ago
StorySelf-confrontation!!! yrene216 years 4 months ago
StoryNothing left to say Holly716 years 4 months ago
StoryA New Dawn Bradene216 years 5 months ago
StoryComing With Age Bradene216 years 5 months ago
StoryAll the good girls are taken Caolan_le_Paddy116 years 5 months ago
StoryFutility Bradene716 years 5 months ago
Story4 Connecting Haiku Bradene516 years 5 months ago
StoryToo Much Gravity chelseyflood316 years 5 months ago
StoryThose new shoes! Caolan_le_Paddy216 years 5 months ago
StoryPhoto of an Old Refugee threeleafshamrock516 years 5 months ago
StoryIf Only yrene316 years 5 months ago
StoryUnknown Love Caolan_le_Paddy216 years 5 months ago
StoryBound Ann-Marie37316 years 5 months ago
StoryMist of Me Ann-Marie37116 years 5 months ago
StoryWhat is Beauty Caolan_le_Paddy116 years 5 months ago
StoryJuices martin_t116 years 5 months ago
StoryAbandoned Bones Amanda-Moo216 years 5 months ago
StorySorry Daddy Yazmin316 years 5 months ago
StoryThe Hamster Diaries 1 maddan716 years 5 months ago

My stories

Internet for Him

I went to the Cathedral today to attend the feast of St. Paul.

STUCK AND PANICKING!!!

Somehow, I seem to be stuck between two needs. First is the basic physiologic need, sleep. Second is the self-actualization, studying.

Chains of Freedom

I'm walking with chains on my legs hear them bang as I hit the steps They clasp my legs like frozen glass I live bearing the whole world's mass I can head to the north or east

One Night

I looked into your charming eyes you smiled lovingly back at me I moved my lips closer to yours & we gently kissed You held me in your arms gently You held my hands between your warm ones

Flirting with Death

Sometimes, death has a bright side.

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