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| Night Light
| | an epiphany... | | Words: | 70 | | Comments: | 21 | | Status: | Public |
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| lumina
| | vapour... | | Words: | 26 | | Comments: | 9 | | Status: | Public |
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| Fizzing Stars
| | a blanket over fizzing stars... | | Words: | 101 | | Comments: | 2 | | Status: | Public |
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| | womb-wounded... | | Words: | 38 | | Comments: | 5 | | Status: | Public |
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| ASBO shits
| | I hate kids. Really FUCKING despise them. Fifteen year old, spotty, gobby, shits. I was walking down the road on my way back from the Coop (CO-OP), and there was a whole swarm, gaggle of them... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 17-05-08 |
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| casual
| | I could... | | Words: | 63 | | Comments: | 0 | | Status: | Public |
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| clipped skin
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| You Are
| | punish yourself... | | Words: | 91 | | Comments: | 23 | | Status: | Public |
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| Sweetheart
| | you try to keep it all together... | | Words: | 120 | | Comments: | 11 | | Status: | Public |
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| Ode to Valerie
| | this is where you... | | Words: | 87 | | Comments: | 3 | | Status: | Public |
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| crashing downs
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| I'm Sorry
| | Your little train crash is at it again... | | Words: | 49 | | Comments: | 14 | | Status: | Public |
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| Silver Rivers
| | Popping pills... | | Words: | 170 | | Comments: | 10 | | Status: | Public |
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| fucked bad luck
| | all this screaming music... | | Words: | 145 | | Comments: | 8 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Alcoholism
| | Ugh. I've eaten too much cucumber. I'm seriously going to vom. Why do I do it? Though coming from... | | Flash Fiction | | Updated: | 03-02-07 |
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| Want
| | I want love... | | Words: | 45 | | Comments: | 28 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Notes
| | depression... | | Words: | 25 | | Comments: | 11 | | Status: | Public |
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| Laugh like you mean it
| | More time alone. Spend more time alone is what you..erm....what I need to do. More writing, more... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 18-05-06 |
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| Imaginary Text
| | I'm Claire's imaginary friend. At least I think I am. We used to be friends, then she hit puberty... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 07-04-06 |
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| Hot Red Drips
| | Perverse pleasure for the sick... | | Words: | 43 | | Comments: | 4 | | Status: | Public |
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