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Eli didn't feel the blade go swiftly in and out. It wasn't until his hot blood started to dribble, then gush down his side, that he noticed at all. He should have known though, the look in her eyes said it all. The contempt hidden behind the gleam. Wondered(more)
I loved my sister's cat so much. Mary Jane. And she named it when she was five--I think she just thought Mary Jane seemed like a good name. Which it is. It was. Definitely a good name for a cat! Especially for Mary Jane.

I was at the corner of fifth and Vermouth
trying to drown my sorrows,
I didn't know the little bastards could swim.
Smooth, dark wood and dancing neons.
Bottles lined up like dominos. (more)