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wearing thin
"Maybe it's me but it's the worst fate I can imagine."
"Being put in a nursing home?"
"I feel humiliated just thinking about it."
"I feel like they deserve it, though."
"That's fucked up." (more)
You are tough. They've beaten you all wrong. Cold butter, sugar that isn't broken down, eggs not whisked hard enough, flour stirred too much. No wonder you won't rise.

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There was blood on the glass. A smeared trail of their handprint filled the corner of it, disappearing at the sill and reappearing on the floor from their sudden drop. This body had been harder to control than they initially thought, and the ensuing fight for full possession was(more)
It was evening on the beach, and cold. Farther down the sand was a family comprised of mostly young children. From so far away their screeches of joy sounded like seagulls.

My hands were burned and raw from the sun and the inner lining of my bikini bottom(more)
If I were holding the reins to this pony show, you wouldn't have to die. Hell. For all I know if you were holding em you'd be killing me instead. Business is funny that way. Nice family moves into a nice apartment, no idea what's beating under their floorboards.(more)
Masayoshi's entire body /sings/ when Gotou touches him. Each casual touch elicits a quiet melody; the gentle touch of fingers on his wrist, the bump of their shoulders underneath the umbrella in a late fall rainstorm, Gotou's hand tangled in his hair as he knocked their heads together while(more)
Lane removes his thick framed glasses rubbing his temples ten hours into his sixteen hour shift. His temple massage is interrupted by another phone ringing.

"911 where is your emergency?" He ask in a haggard tone.

"I need the fire department out here! The neighbors house (more)
"You wear that mask all the time. Doesn't it get hard?"

At first, you hear her but you don't realize that she's talking to you. There's dozens of other people in this tiny Starbucks, escaping the cold, and it takes you a moment to realize that the heavenly(more)
The way I see it, I had the chance to become two different people. My life diverged, not in a yellow wood, but in a fiery, explosion filled hospital room. And with that explosion, one of the paths I wished to take was closed off to me, the rubble(more)
There was supposed to be a point where Gotou drew the line. He was certain he set one, in his mind - maybe it had been drawn in sand, and the encroaching storm of /Masayoshi/ had all but obliterated it. That thought did not surprise him, really - Masayoshi(more)
"Compromise? Me? What ever are you talking about?"

"Yeah, yeah, you're a real bad-ass. You've never made a  compromise before?"

"Never needed to. Things always work out, or should I say I work things out all by myself."

"Not even with friends, or in relationships?"

"What will get you to stop leaving corkscrews on the floor."

It looks as though she is speaking to the cat, who is the only other hearing organism in the house.
She wouldn't stop throwing up.  I held her hair back as she emptied her stomach contents for what seemed like eternity.  How could such a small girl drink so much beer?  She stopped hugging the toilet and sat up, slowly and unsteadily.  I let go of her hair, grossed out by the scene.(more)
"She sounded like she was completely grossed out." Shahid shook his head.  

"Why wouldn't she be?" Imran said, "You can't send her unsolicited dick pics and expect her to be happy about it."

"Can't I?" Shahid said, "I wouldn't have minded if she sent me pictures o(more)
  As I was sitting in my apartment, trying to watch my DVR recorded shows, I heard this little "squeak". Faint and almost non-existent. The wind blew, fairly hard, shortly after, and I heard the little "squeak" once again. So annoying, yet unnatural. It happened a few more times, which(more)