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Corrine “Corrine!” shouted her mom from downstairs. “Crap,” she said, gathering her brand new notebooks, color coordinated with corresponding folders. She stuffed them all into her backpack before taking a deep breath and scrutinizing her outfit in the mirror. She was wearing the skirt she got from Aunt Clara for her sweet sixteen four months ago – the one that rides higher on the thigh than her mother usually permitted. She loved the skirt and it’s brown plaid pleats because it made her feel sexy and confident and what better way was there to start herCorrine
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Storm the Gates It came in the mail yesterday, and she was so giddy that she nearly broke it in assembly. Her arms were twisting tornadoes and her hands were shaking as she stuck all the pieces into the corresponding slots, testing the tension, and finally securing the basket. When she finished construction, she held the box up to her face and then moved it away to compare her handiwork to the model. She couldn’t believe it finally arrived and that it was fully assembled! And now, she was a proud owner of every housewife’s most necessary appliance – her very own Storm the Gates™ HousehStorm the Gates
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- Current Residence: Chicago
- Interests: Drugz and Sex
- Favourite movie: Anything by Wes Anderson
- Favourite band or musician: David Bowie, Bob Dylan, Bruce Springsteen, Neil Young, N.W.A., Wu-Tang
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I suppose this is me slowly dying,
smearing myself against you, against the words I write,
leaving little bits like bright red Christmas presents,
moist and smelling like old iron artillery.
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adult comics
Anyways, it appears you haven't been online in a long time... But if you get this, drop me a line
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Ice age, Heat wave; Can't complain.
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Realize, sometimes I fall in love from a poem,
each language is its own passion
each syntax, a new religion,
and new words, a romance
I get lost in.
love ya
chrissy
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...:; Do you know we're in high demand, us, people who suffer? Cos we don't take to arguing and we're quick to surrender ;:...
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-Alisha
"If assholes could fly....this place would be busier than O'hare"
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that is if you still know me
and I am sure you do but this is .. the thing with internet. connections happen and are loosened some moments later
I still .. have a lot inside me that is.. eversince dedicated to you cause you.. uncovered me in this place so hey
hey
give me a life sign
nova
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And I stood.On the hill and realized there were two nightskies.The one above me.And the one under me,the city.With the thousand sparkling lights.And both were just as hard to explain.
Visual Me :iconcitizenvisuelle:
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