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How Bulimia Single-Handedly Ruined my Life.
It was raining. Some where in between that terrible drizzling stage where you didnt know if it was justified to use an umbrella and that God-is-up-there-peeing-on-me rain. Outside my window ...
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The Old Man
One, two, three full turns in the keyhole and the door was locked. Place the keys underneath the dignified clay buddha grinning cheekily on the porch steps. The old mans ...
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Catastrophe
In the dream my eyes were closedAnd still I could begin to seeThe truth in life – unveiled –A great great, - so powerful – I couldn’t stop,As I watched ...