Most of it really happened
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This ain’t familiar…
I walked right into this one because it felt familiar, but what I’m coming to realise is familiar is wrong.
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Protected: Do you like Pina Coladas?
There is no excerpt because this is a protected post.
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Together we can do anything…
Sometimes when I feel alone, I wish that someone would come into my life, tell me what to do and sort everything out. It’s something that my ex would do. Sometimes I wonder if he did think that he knew what was best and just wanted to look after me but I’m here now and
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I wear my sunglasses at night…
Last night I took my olanzapine. It is an antipsychotic medication that has a sedative effect. I slept for fifteen hours and still feel drowsy. I look at some neon orange underwear purchased recently with distan but am aware that I thought it was an excellent purchase at the time and suited my mood a
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You’re welcome inside my mouth when required…
If you are wondering why I am creating this overtly sexual content let me remind you that earlier today my husband sent me a text message that showed an excerpt from a home-made sex tape created over a decade ago at a time when we were engaged and I was quite young. I have allowed
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Teach a man to fish…
I’m new in town, and recently split up with my husband. I’m British, my grandfather came over on a boat. But no one has ever asked me where I’m really from… British people are repressed, bad communicators, we drink too much, and we have a reputation for being bad in bed. As I say –
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What time it is…
It’s like when your kid wants Macca’s and you say “We’ve got food at home.” Mr Mayor “We had banana’s at home.”
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Resilient characters…
I’m from the country and I’ve lived there for most of my life. Back in my town people know me. They just know that I get a bit excited, that I can be the life of the party, tell jokes, light up the room, be really charismatic and fun. My workmates at my old office
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Once you go black…
Hi, I’m Ivy. I have a mood disorder and I was high when I thought this was a good idea. I’m going through a divorce right now. It’s hit me pretty hard. At one point I thought that I should become a lesbian and wanted to see if there were any organizations out there that
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I’m going to make you famous…
At certain times in my life, I feel like my mind tries to protect me from the complete reality of the horribleness of a situation. I’ve been going through a pretty bad breakup and wrote this earlier from the point of view of the way that I would handle this situation when consumed by mania.