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bornwithwings
It's not that she felt bitter. After six hours of stalking that lowlife, Lafarge, and the use of Brit's incisive heel, all she got from an two hours of grilling was a vague reference to a water pipe. Brit's cat, who looked like she had been airlifted from Biafra,(more)
yummycatt
i believe in little green men from mars,
leprechauns sliding down rainbows, a shortcut perhaps
to an overflowing pot of gold
i believe the moon smiles down upon me each night
and every star that shines is another soul winking,
just to let me know they're ok (more)
tcesta
'She's a hundred, if she's a day,' I thought.  Her pink taffeta fit poorly over a frame that was once much larger.

And she no longer mattered.  An anachronism of the antebellum, neither fit in the present, or the past she never knew but clung to in futile desperation. (more)
SereneLin
"Gao~"

A tiny hand clenches close.

"Gao~!"
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