Dig Your Toes In. {fiction}
I left. I said I wouldn’t. Ever. So, slowly, somehow, you’d found the courage to tell me about the times you’d been left before.
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Society On The Precipice: Hypocrisy of Law As Morality.
Consider America’s most moral codes: the Constitution and the Declaration. Rightly read, they inspire a sense of morality that hallows liberty. When read solely for their legal value, we violate virtue and venerate vice because morality sustains liberty and strengthens democracy.
“You Intimidate Him” And Other Laughable Bullshit We Tell Ourselves.
He was not intimidated by you or 'too immature' or 'too busy' or 'not ready for commitment' (my absolute favorite), he just did not love you.
It’s Against My Religion to Accommodate Nazis.
A deeper cut reveals a culture of psychopathy: a party sickened by its hatred, misogyny and xenophobia; grown too accustomed to deceit; blaming others for its missteps; compromised by a paralysis of ideas; resorting to character assassination and abject humiliation of perceived enemies; ...
Dirty Shamana. {book preview}
When forced to meet the people buying my art for thousands of dollars, I felt intensely uncomfortable. They were too clean. Too reserved. Too shiny. Not my people.
To Be A Writer.
We want you to sigh in heart-heavy disbelief, especially at the end of the story when the little child dies or the mother returns, too late, much too late, or both of these things happen on the same damn page, in the same damn paragraph, leaving you distraught, welling up, swimming in a river ...
The Transformation Of Amy Lunaro: Chapter Thirty Three. {fiction}
He nodded, but almost seemed disappointed by her answer. Once again they were keeping everything that really wanted to be said just under the surface, and it seemed as if the truth had a life of its own, like a person coming up for air, and they kept pressing its head back under the water.
The Transformation Of Amy Lunaro: Chapter Thirty Two. {fiction}
But then softly, he smiled at her, and then softly, she smiled back, and her whole body melted, and her heart banged alive in her chest -- like someone waking up in a coffin and demanding to break out and be free again. She was startled by the feeling in her chest, she had forgotten it was possible.
The Transformation Of Amy Lunaro: Chapter Thirty One. {fiction}
She wanted to laugh with him, and make love to him, and she wanted to know every deep dark secret. She wanted to take trips with him, and meet his mother. She wanted to have his baby, and watch his world change. She wanted to make dinner for him in the kitchen, and make out with him on the ...
The Transformation Of Amy Lunaro: Chapter Thirty. {fiction}
Amy liked how he just assumed she was so healthy. Healthy was new to her since Leanne’s guidance, but she realized she liked Louis assuming she treated herself well. She used to find debauchery, and downing pills with red wine, sexy; now she felt sexy taking care of herself with green juice and kale.