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  • Romantic Short Stories Re: Lost Chances

    I rested my hand by my side on the bench, with my fingers clutched around the crumpled napkin. When Chris's bus pulled up I wiped away the last of my ...

    May 25, 2010


Anger is an acid that can do more harm to the vessel in which it is stored than to anything on which it is poured.
— Mark Twain