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I’ve decided to change this up a little bit instead of just listing the movies I’ve watched. While I’ve seen some of these in the theater, too much time has passed to do single reviews. Therefore, I’m adding them into this blog and including whether to WATCH IT or SKIP IT. I’m not responsible for
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This is my test flash fiction story for a book idea that is in the vein of David Sedaris. Since I’m not obviously writing consistently to get done with my other novel idea (due to personal shit going on to be honest), I decided to write try something else. For some reason I’m having a
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Oh me! Oh life! of the questions of these recurring, Of the endless trains of the faithless, of cities fill’d with the foolish, Of myself forever reproaching myself, (for who more foolish than I, and who more faithless?) Of eyes that vainly crave the light, of the objects mean, of the struggle ever renew’d, Of
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A is not for APPLE,the one I should’ve poisoned,but didn’t and when you took the first bite and another.I cursed myself that you did notfeel your body burning inside outlike mine did.B is not for BLOOD,the liquid that should run downyour legs and arms for unknown reasons until there is a hugepuddle on the floor.C
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Stab the life out of me like a sewer does to a pin cushion. Even if you pull out all the pins under a minute the holes are too big to fill in heaven. These deadly weapons intent to destroy has no reason. The answer eludes all honesty and lies acceptance is not wanted. Hands
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One step ahead of the other in sand, dirt, snow, and grass. Hands holding when eyes could not wide open. A common name whispered when hope was lost. Moving forward with chains rattling behind us. The destination was not ours. One prayer away of the worst. Another step of hoping for the best.
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pushing out the positiveplucking the featherspacking them upall of themmany cruel colorsexcitement in the airlaughter going one wayhurry quickly nowpeering out the doorwaycrushing down the publicitydon’t feel safecan’t find responsibilitynothing makes sensedark force lurkinglast word heardthe crowd cheers
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They refer to me as a former smoker,the one who has a loving and hating relationship,not so much with cigarettes but with the smoke.Knowing the nicotine blackens lungs,fills your veins with ongoing smoke,and will one day take hours from your life,is not enough for a real smoker.They don’t care about the future, only until they
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Breathing is hard to do when you are submerged,in water or milk or guilt or fear or anxiety,it doesn’t matter because each and every liquidor feeling will suffocate as much as any rope will do when tightened around your neck.That it is why when the powerful wrap the noose aroundthe collective thick neck as they








