Work for me, sleep with me.
" I need to talk to you, can I come over tonight?" The message on her phone was weird, and it was not at the same time.
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A WOMAN IN THAT CITY
I dont know what I have become yet.
I stopped blogging in 2011.My blog, was ranked no3 nationwide and was picked up by a publishing company. I now Work as a professional writer, and had no time or drive to engage in a personal blog anymore. I also am not as naive as i was about the world when I started. But now, I see that despite the surplus of bloggers, writers, twitters and the likes, people do not tell stories anymore. So here I a am, about to tell a few. Brace yourselves, it's going to be a bumpy road.
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He proceeded to tell me -in front of everybody and my kid who was with me- that if he was not in an office he would beat the shit out of me.
The sound of tires in the rain
What I want, is generally speaking, in contrast and opposite with what my child needs, so in a weird way I buried myself
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