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the-last-girl
the-last-girl
Canadian 35, been writing since I was 13 - grumpy
Snow insulates the insulation wrapped around my meat and bones. An extra 2 layers to keep the cold out. Each pill ceases consumption and the amber **** disappears into thousands of days of memories. My body starts to thaw and my heart beats so hard it's visible through the thin skin on my chest. You become nothing and he becomes so much more that everything has to be re-thunk... I don't have to be anything but what I already am and when I want more I take comfort in knowing I am not what I was before.
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Sep 12, 2012
Sep 12, 2012 at 7:52 PM UTC
Drunk
The Rules Stand tall, shoulders back Cross your legs Play with your hair Lick your lips Don't talk too much... Dress **** feminine Don't laugh uproariously Smell good, feel smooth Don't argue argue...but don't try to win Giggle Flirt Have babies Behave Be polite Act **** Play games, hard to get Don't phone, don't act eager Keep secrets Pray you are pretty enough Always be a little weaker All this to give, to be happy, to land a man, and all he has to do is expect it.
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Sep 10, 2012
Sep 10, 2012 at 12:21 AM UTC
The Rules