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I'm in a murderous mood, Where the walls start to shrink And everyone is a perfume That starts to stink...

There was this flower, rightThe brightest I had ever seenGrowing in the most baron field I had ever beenI pulled it, I..

I finally bought the mirror that she had wanted for in my..

I sent Nikia a message this morning. It read, “I’m sorry that I’ve been so evasive as of late. The ..

I found her skirt while I was cleaning my room, her black high waisted one that she was always swirling around in. It..

There were so many women there last night. Real girls. Attractive girls. Girls that knew they were attractive. It w..

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I have developed a taste for a very distasteful desire. I haven't used it that often; I haven't even been around it fo..

I hid the letters she had written me in the pocket of an old coat and hung it back on the rack with the others. She ..

She messaged me late last night. It was two in the morning. I hadn’t heard from her in almost a year. I wa..