Her name was Janell. It was a joke, a mix between her mother’s name, Jane, and her father’s name, Darell. A cute joke that turned sick when on her 3rd birthday he kissed her on the forehead and never returned. […]
Her name was Janell. It was a joke, a mix between her mother’s name, Jane, and her father’s name, Darell. A cute joke that turned sick when on her 3rd birthday he kissed her on the forehead and never returned. […]
Can I be angry yet? Is that ok with you? Can I scream for change, or should I stay respectable and quiet like you preach from your bubble of privilege? What safe and quiet avenues can I take to save […]
The murder was an accident. Narin didn’t even remember picking up that rock. He didn’t remember making his arm wind back and shoot forward, or hitting Christian in the head with it so hard that it cracked like thunder when […]
I fucking love you. Oh my God. For so many, many reasons you cannot be replaced. Do you even know how amazing you are? Your eyes twinkle when you talk and you smile so widely that I can see myself […]
I am so gotdamn sick of gentlemen. Not actual nice guys, not at all. You guys are treasures. No, I am referring to men who walk about bragging about their good home training, their respect for women, how good of […]
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