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Angry and sad and confused and tired
Most days are the same now. Even more so than before, when I had a job. Because now, I stay home most days… and stay in bed an extra half hour after I’m really awake… wondering what … more →
she writes and writes and writes and writes
When the world stops
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naptimewriting wrote 9 months ago: Words fail me…a friend just posted a link on his facebook page about a boy he worked with … more →
"We can go for a walk, where it's quiet and dry"
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forkboy wrote 11 months ago: There must be a joke somewhere out there that asks the question: How many pictures must a photograph … more →
Honey, the cats are at it again!
brought to you by The Exoteric Legacy of A Woman Once Registered As Valerie Sarah Weiskirch wrote 1 year ago: Identity Data Segment Classification: ETN Unclassified Rough Draft Segment name: “Honey? The c … more →
angry and sad and confused and tired
shewritesandwrites wrote 1 year ago: Most days are the same now. Even more so than before, when I had a job. Because now, I stay home mos … more →
the end of the week
shewritesandwrites wrote 1 year ago: If I had a day job, I would be itching to get off work. I might even consider clocking out early bec … more →
because it needs to be written
shewritesandwrites wrote 1 year ago: He was born out of wedlock, but his parents were in love with so much conviction that everything tha … more →
now
shewritesandwrites wrote 1 year ago: Words: never enough; sometimes too much. Can’t express what swirls inside, Can’t make se … more →
sigh
shewritesandwrites wrote 1 year ago: Why must it always be this? Always, that is what I ask. In time with our turning world, My life simp … more →
he would stare
shewritesandwrites wrote 2 years ago: He would. And stare. And stare. And smile, his eyes twinkling, the apples of his cheeks rising, his … more →
random memory #7
shewritesandwrites wrote 2 years ago: I wasn’t supposed to kiss him, but then I remembered the way his skin felt against my lips. I … more →
