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The Seventh Commandment (i)
Let me lay it down this way, otherwise you might not understand and if I need anything right now, that is what I need. Of course you probably wont anyway. Understand, that is. I hardly do myself. But Ill try my best to tell it the way it needs to be told, before things get any more stupid. Its like this: Our relationship, I think, was founded mainly on the fact that neither of us really had anything to believe in. It wasnt that we were special somehow, any more or less human than anyone else far from it. There were plent


GenesisI dont know you. I cant pretend that I do now, or that I ever did.Genesis
You were the cute, quirky, sometimes nerdy kid who sat at the front of the class. You never really hit puberty; your voice was an indication of that, and so was your height. But everyone liked you; you had friends everywhere, in every circle, every clique. I liked you just as well, even though we seldom spoke. I liked you and yet I pitied you, because even as you were one of the class clowns, the one who always had a smile on his face, to me, you were also the class scapegoat.
When did it start? Last year, maybe two ye
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Holy Water and Vodka. iLets talk about the girls, Gregory Neustadter said. "Id like to start at the very beginning. It wasnt an office with a chair and a couch and warm mahogany furnishings, but it would do. There was no bowl of courtesy mints on the table, and certainly no steaming cup of Earl Grey, but that could be easily justified. There was a fluorescent light and two chairs to be occupied; there was a steel door and no windows, to maintain privacy. The room had enough square footage on it so as not to induce claustrophobia, but was compact enough that the door was within a couple metersHoly Water and Vodka. i


Holy Water and Vodka. ii“You know, the decreasing literacy rate in Americans these days is not particularly inspiring.” He stops, frozen for a moment but not really, and turns back around. His black eyes reflect nothing. “The fuck are you talking about, amigo?” he says. “Who said anything about... decreasing literacy?” And he hits the catch on the steel Zippo and watches as it ignites again. I’m just surprised at how smoothly he pronounced ‘decreasing literacy’.Holy Water and Vodka. ii
I say, “Well, I can’t think of any other reason why you’d be smoking in here,” and kindly directing his attention to the sign on the wall, the universal one with the sm
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SCDR.Ch I.PremierePremiereSCDR.Ch I.Premiere
Act One; Scene One; Take One. Action.
Fade in to a practically deserted rural highway in plain centre of the Albertan countryside where shrubs and ghosts of trees dot the scenery here and there and the main vegetation is made up of long grasses and reeds. Pan across the farmers field, across where in daytime, cows and bulls and horses roam and ruminate, past where they defecate and make crude animal love in mating season, past that. Pan over the barbed wire fence that catches and gouges whatever it makes contact with, past the fallen leaves gathering in small heaps in the ditches, past that, past


SCDR.Ch II.Situation Type...Noah Rechtzner was the epitome of masculine beauty. With cheekbones so high that they were almost divine, a sharp-bridged patricians nose, and a jaw to compete with Tom Cruise, that face would not have been altogether incongruous atop the shoulders of a statue of a Greek god. His eyes, more grey than blue, pierced and captivated all at once like twin vortexes; you could stare into them for hours picking out the flecks of cobalt and black all the while straining not to fall in head-first. He had immaculate dark eyebrows, smooth perfect lips a smile only just crooked enough that it could pass as all-natural, with an eye-tooth overlSCDR.Ch II.Situation Type...
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[Prose|Digital Art|Traditional Art|Photography] [link]
In Soviet Russia, emo cuts you!
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Amor mas mas loco,
Para tu y lo,
Come to me amora
A qui y ahora
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[Prose|Digital Art|Traditional Art|Photography] [link]
In Soviet Russia, emo cuts you!
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Amor mas mas loco,
Para tu y lo,
Come to me amora
A qui y ahora
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