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Pure terror. I felt his hand grabbing my boob from behind and I yanked myself to turn but then his other hand grabbed the other
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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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Here is a crazy story...
I walked into the office of Marc, the whole staff was there, and he was scribbling things. I had just started working in this resort/...
Pay attention.
Some sulk, in order to be asked what is wrong. Others yell, when felt not respected and bypassed. Others criticize, putting themselves abov
How trauma is formed
I feel like I have an enemy who falsely advocates he has moved on when in fact his actions are hostile, aggressive and hurtful.
The things you accuse in me...
I understand you cannot go inwards. I understand you need someone to love, to learn to love your self. I understand you need someone to hate
A vagina can tow a boat ( greek saying)
I get it, and I came to terms with it. I will spend my life without tasting all the 'sinful" joys that everyone is talking about. I had...
Dead by 2020
In 2002-3, on a very silent night, I decided I could not bare the sadness that was gripping my throat and soul, and that the world was...
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