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The Park

Upon arriving at my hometown, joined a few dating and chatting sites to get my social life going again. ” Chatango” is where I met my first encounter, Ron Doe ( names have been changed ). 67 more words

Fifty

The faery who got too hard for his own good

I met Gerard at an ecstatic dance. I’d seen him dance before, always expressive, always social. He would scan his immediate area for a dance partner – either gender – and reach out to them to see if they would play with him. 2,095 more words

I want to scream, to cry, to throw things, to stab a b*tch. 

Kyle and I decided to get married on Friday, that morning my roommate had sent me photo’s of his screen of a girl from work sending him things such as “I still smell like you” “Do I get to see you tonight?” “I lovers you”. 417 more words

Crazy Lady

The Whore-House Girl

Almost a decade now, the girl still comes in my dreams. The only girl ever, who loved me (or pretended to) for those few precious minutes. 687 more words

Filling

I walk around and I just want to kiss strangers

Like the ones who need it

Your sign asking for food and water can be cured with love… 44 more words

A Prostitute In Florida...

Which random guy will she fuck today

And how much will she charge

To penetrate her ragged loins

It varies by the hour

A pack of cigarettes she needs… 49 more words