3672 37 57
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"Tell me things I won't mind forgetting," she said. "Make it useless stuff or skip it."
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1268 88 45
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One can smuggle drugs inside a pussy. (also, see tags!)
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410 55 45
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Our flag-draped coffins float to the surface of an uncharted sea and we appear together—patriots both—on the cover of Life Magazine.
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364 59 39
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I tell myself he's trying to be sexy, but I know he's just keeping his voice low so as not to wake the alligator.
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582 47 33
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A girl stretched out on the long backseat of the Greyhound bus, her head resting on a bright pink overnight case decorated with colorful stickers announcing the places she intends to go: Paris Cairo Hong Kong Rome.
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508 73 31
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My serial killer can't commit. His knife blade is dull and raises red marks across my skin the way a pencil eraser might--long, pink, but hardly fatal. "That the best you can do," I taunt despite myself. "Not that great a serial killer, huh? Too little pr
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341 77 34
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an after-thought of scattered pines
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296 72 33
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fluorescent pastries behind glass
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276 49 34
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My mother was an upright piano, spine erect, lid tightly closed, unplayable except by the maestro. My father was not the maestro.
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454 76 29
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Revenge sex had felt cheap and dirty and exhilarating. I knew it could only end badly.
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236 67 33
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I cannot regain my balance
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