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- I read for a living. I ought to write more. I got out of the habit. Suppose I ought to enter back in. Not for you or anyone else, really, but for me.
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- Tiz-en-shun I was a cheerleader in high school. ...
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- Hell On Earth I can not think of a situation more...
- Not Ready For The Fall In less than a week it wil...
- The Day The Music Died No, I'm not going to go in...
- Twins? Ok, I guess I should stop joking around an...
- Dinner and a Memory Tonight a friend and I went t...
- The Skinny I got skinny. I don't exactly know ho...
- hmmm, I think I lied. However, I have been dredgi...
- I wrote a post yesterday but decided not to publis...
- Of Love And Water For about three summers in juni...
- Shhhh I grew up in a family that "doesn't talk ab...
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