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The writings you are going to read have been written by a human being. It could be anybody, it could be you. I could be a being from another galaxy or a grain of sand. It could be the wind and the earth, sounds as ancient as the universe. Because we are all as ancient as the universe. And nothing is created nor destroyed, only transformed.Get ready to get inside my world but remember that each world holds in its interior, millions of universes....

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Olvídate de mí y piensa que estas letras son tuyas, desvanécete en esta hoja, deshazte de todo aquello que te impida ser estas palabras, estas líneas o yo misma. Olvídate de ti, olvídate de todo lo que te separa de mí. Entra en el infinito y conviértete en palabra, en letra, en mí y en el aire que hay entre tú y este cuaderno, sé este libro, sé conmigo y con el universo que escribo....

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Enjoy these 20 inspirational writings from STREETKINGZ

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"The best music imitates life in a compelling way if it imitates a dream its a dream of life"

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TABLE OF CONTENTS #LISTENUP #WHATSREAL #NUMBHEART #HEAVEN #LETMESPEAK #TREESTALKING #BLACKROSE #ALLSMILES #SPECIAL #WHATSTHIS #WHATSFAKE #MENTALATTACKS #6STRONG #AUNTNESSA #PRAY #RIPDB #TOP #DEARFATHERS #THANKS #CLOSING ...

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The Project Gutenberg EBook of Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam, by Omar Khayyam This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with almost no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.net ...

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This novel "Stories/History" tells the story of Kristin Yurukova's family.

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За да не се разпаднат образите в нещо прашно, музейно, нека ги оформи като фотокнига - за всяка снимка една история. И ще нарече тъй събраните истории “роман”, един есеистичен роман, защото отделните лични истории правят това, което се нарича история. Историята е нещото, сторено от различни люде, тя не е измислицата на този и онзи, а излятото във форми вечно протичащо време. Повторенията и привидностите са само част от истината....

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Basme închise într-un basm care nu poate fi trăit ca un basm.

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Frumosul acționează asupra noastră precum becul pentru molii, în noapte. Am vrea să ne lipim de el fiindcă ne luminează fața, în vreme ce spatele rămâne întunecat. Masca ne iese în evidență, lumina puternică estompează cele mai mici imperfecțiuni, putem absenta liniștiți în umbra ei. În prezența Ilenei, nu puteai absenta. Ieșeai în evidență cu totul, așa cum erai, ca și cum lumina ei te învăluia. Te simțeai ca atunci când, în tribuna unui stadion, te crezi în siguranță să te miroși la subraț și, dintr-o dată, îți vezi imaginea expusă pe uriașul ecran. Ileana, prin ființa ei, nu mi-a permis niciodată să mă ascund. M-a scos în permanență din zona de confort, m-a forțat să nu mai demonizez nimic, să mă privesc așa cum eram, să conștientizez și să lucrez cu fiecare defect, cu fiecare teamă, cu fiecare slăbiciune pe care o aveam. M-a obligat să fiu prezentă. N-aș fi făcut-o dacă aș fi avut de ales. Cred că de asta mama ne-a scos din viața ei, orice om acționa la fel dacă avea încotro: se distanța cât mai mult. Ar fi făcut abstracție dacă ar fi putut dar pe Ileana n-o puteai ignora. Parcă era ochiul lui Dumnezeu. ...

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Libro de cuentos.

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Las cajas, 4. El Colectivo Mundial, 8. El cuasiespejo, 11. Un ocio, 15. Cagón, 19. El precio de la fruta, 30. Ladrones, 33. El novio de María, 35. El hombre de la escalera, 40. La vaca, 41....

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A fun, quirky take on the old Gold Fever, and how many people have died in the process of trying to make those imagined millions...

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They erected the sign, 'Gold Glory,' and the engravings were painted black over the white sign. So now, every time they passed it, they were reminded of the glory of the experience, and how it could all go to the worst at one second if they are not paying attention...

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29 Chapters, 1-29

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Frântură de poveste din frânturi de povești.

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Doar o mână întinsă de altul te poate salva de pe nisipul mișcător, tristețea te face să simți că vrei să fii înghițit, salvarea e doar amânare, îți vine să implori ”nu te mai chinui, e un gest inutil!” Elena închide ochii, obrajii i se udă cu lacrimi, mai bine colega nu întreba, dacă deschide gura va fi doar pentru plâns. Nu știm ce să mai zicem, până și nouă, cei care suntem făcuți din cuvinte, acum cuvintele ne lipsesc. Avem la îndemână doar o mângâiere, nu avem voie să o oferim, o mângâiere de la noi n-ar face decât să strice tot. Acum ne dăm seama prin ce trebuie să treacă Dumnezeu, dacă există, să vezi întreaga suferință care se petrece, clipă de clipă, pe întregul pământ, să n-ai dreptul să intervii, cu siguranță e de-a dreptul sfâșietor....

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പല പഴയ മലയാള സിനിമാ ഗാനങ്ങളും കേള്ക്കാതൻ വളരെ സുഖമുള്ളവയാണ്. മാത്രവുമല്ല, പ്രേംനസീര്‍, ഉമ്മർ, വിജയശ്രീ, ഷീല, ശാരദ, ജയഭാരതി തുടങ്ങിയവരുടെ അഭിനയവും ഭാവങ്ങളും, അതീവ ആനന്ദം നല്കു്ന്നവയുമാണ്. വാക്കുകളുടെ ഒഴുക്കും ഗാംഭീര്യവും മനസ്സില്‍ ഒരു പ്രത്യേകതരം പ്രതീതി ഉളവാക്കുന്നവയുമാണ്. ഇങ്ങിനെ നോക്കുകയാണെങ്കില്‍ മലയാളം വളരെ സുന്ദരമായ ഒരു ഭാഷയാണ്. ഇങ്ങിനെയൊക്കെയാണെങ്കിലും, ആളുകളെ മലയാളം പഠിപ്പിക്കാന്‍ ഇവിടുള്ള മലായള ‘പ്രഫസര്മാസരും’ മറ്റ് പണിയില്ലാതെ നടക്കുന്ന സാമൂഹികപ്രവര്ത്ത കരും ശ്രമിക്കുന്നു. ഈ ഭാഷയെ ജനങ്ങളുടെ മേല്‍ അടിച്ചേല്പ്പി ക്കാനും, നിര്ബ്ന്ധിച്ച് പഠിപ്പിക്കാനും, ഈ ഭാഷപഠിപ്പിക്കാത്ത വിദ്യാലയങ്ങളെ ശിക്ഷിക്കുവാനും മറ്റുമായി നിയമനിര്മ്മാ ണം നടത്താനും ഇവർ ഉല്സാാഹം കാണിക്കുന്നു. ഇതില്‍ ഒരു വിരോധാഭാസം ഇല്ലേ. നല്ലത് നായക്കറിയല്ല എന്ന തത്വമാണ്, ഈ നിര്ബറന്ധിക്കൽ പാര്ട്ടി ക്കാരുടെ ഭാവം. മലയാളം നല്ലതാണെങ്കില്‍ എന്ത് കൊണ്ടാണ്, ഈ ഭാഷ അറിയാവുന്നവര്‍ അതിനെ അവഗണിക്കുന്നു എന്ന് ഈ കൂട്ടർ ആരോപിക്കുന്നത്? ഇക്കാര്യത്തെക്കുറിച്ച് ചിന്തിക്കുമ്പോള്‍ അനവധികാര്യങ്ങൾ പുറത്തുവരുന്നു. ഇതില്‍ ആദ്യത്തെ കാര്യം മലയാളം ഇക്കൂട്ടര്‍ ആരോപിക്കുന്നത് പോലെ ഒരു തുടച്ചുമാറ്റൽ തല്ക്കാ ലം നേരിടുന്നില്ല എന്നതാണ്. തിരുവിതാംകൂറില്‍ 1830കളില്‍ ജനസംഖ്യ വെറും 12 ലക്ഷമായിരുന്നു. ...

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Old Malayalam film songs are wonderful. Most of them lend a most mesmerising sensation to the hearer. The style and tone has been set and led by Vayalar Ramavarma. Such others as P Bhaskaran, Sreekumaran Thampi, and others have more or less tried to equal him in calibre. However, with the demise of Vayalar, there was no compelling standards or parameters to which film songs could remain loyal to. Standards deteriorated. There were attempts to cover the defects with loud music, and boisterous sounds. Now, what is so great about these old songs? They convey a most elevated feel to the human psyche. In feudal Malayalam, everything has to remain in various social and mental levels. Starting from that of extreme lowliness to the heights of divine attainments. These songs generally lend a very ennobled aura to the human beings. There is the chakravartinis (ചക്രവർത്തിനികളും), salabanjigas (സാലഭഞ്ചികകളും), rajashilpis (രാജശിൽപികളും), ajantha shilpams (അജന്താശിൽപങ്ങളും), anthapurams (അന്തപ്പുരങ്ങളും), agraharams (അഗ്രഹാരങ്ങളും), rathisukasares (രതിസുഖസാരേകളും), mayalokams (മായാലോകങ്ങളും), manoharinis (മനോഹരിണികളും), anuraghapaurnamis (അന...

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INTRO അവതാരിക Gandharvanagarangal alangarikkaanpokum.... ഗന്ധർവ്വനഗരങ്ങൾ അലങ്കരിക്കാൻപോകും.. Arayilotta Mundudutha Penne അരയിലൊറ്റമുണ്ടുടുത്തപെണ്ണെ! Chakravarthini Ninakku Njanente ചക്രവർത്തിനീ, നിനക്കു ഞാനെന്റെ Anupame Azhake അനുപമേ അഴകേ! Thankathalikayil Ponkalumayivanna തങ്കത്തളികയിൽ പൊങ്കലുമായിവന്ന Raajashilpineeyenikkoru Poojavighraham.... രാജശിൽപി നീയെനിക്കൊരു പൂജാവിഗ്രഹം..... Poonthennaruvee, Ponmudippuzhayude... പൂന്തേനരുവീ, പൊന്മുടിപ്പുഴയുടെ അനുജത്തി..... Pennale, pennale....പെണ്ണാളേ, പെണ്ണാളേ..... VENNA THOLKKUM UDALODE വെണ്ണതോൽക്കുമുടലോടെ..... NEE MADHU PAKARU, MALAR CHORIYOO.......... നീ മധുപകരൂ, മലർചൊരിയൂ........... THAMBRAN THODUTHATHU MALARAMBU.... തമ്പ്രാൻതൊടുത്തത് മലരമ്പ്........ UNAROO VEGAM NEE, SUMRANI.......... ഉണരൂവേഗം നീ, സുമറാണി.......... Neela ponmaane............ നീലപൊന്മാനെ, എന്റെ നീലപൊന്മാനെ.... Thrikkakhare Pooporaanju...... തൃക്കാക്കരെ പൂപ്പോരാഞ്ഞ്.... OMALALE KANDU NHAN ........... ഓമലാളെകണ്ടൂ ഞാൻ...... Kannaa, Aaromalunni, Kanna...... കണ്ണാ, ആരോമലുണ്ണീ കണ്ണാ...... Seetha devi, swayamvaram cheythoru... സീതാദേവി, സ്വയംവരം ചെയ്തോരു...... Gopuramukalil.................. ഗോപുരമുകളിൽ......

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Marathi language various term explain

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Language of Marathi various research paper on the view of terms.

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Krushisanshkruti, Pandhrya jagatil aandhar, translation, savitribai phule and other

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ˮSălbaticulˮ Marc. Groapa şi visul Lui Marc, Marcu Jura, i-a intrat timpul în ochi, după cum el însuşi mărturiseşte într-un superb vers. Lui Paul, personajul din acest microroman, i-a intrat groapa în sine. Suspectez aici o dedublare auctorială. Pe Paul, pardon, Marc, l-am poreclit ˮsălbaticulˮ din cel puţin două motive: trăieşte, gândeşte astfel şi, pe de altă parte, recunosc în povestea lui figuri ale personajelor din celebrele romane distopice, ale acelor outsiders care se străduiesc să transceandă tiparul impus de societăţile hiper-tehnologizate, consumatoriste, hedoniste, sau cum se mai pot ele numi. Paul, pardon, Marc, se manifestă într-un spaţiu rural. Probabil, în sinea lui, spaţiul acesta e arhaic. Dar timpul îi iese din ochi datorită familiei în jurul căreia se înverşunează să se învârtă. ˮGroapaˮ sa mă îndeptăţeşte să spun că doar se înverşunează. Ceilalţi se învârt. El îşi sapă groapa. Groapa în care va trebui să găsească o comoară. Groapa şi comoara sunt un vis sau în vis. Visul, culmea, nu e singular. Aici Paul, pardon, Marc, foloseşte tehnica lui Borges. Doar Gaia, soţia lui, îl mai aduce pe pământ. Cu raţionamen...

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Abia ce se gândise la o utilitate, și deja îi părea rău să astupe groapa. Să fie groapa în sine comoara? Nu are cum. N-ar fi lipsit de sens s-o astup? E bine s-o astup? Doar n-am săpat-o conștient. Am fost pus să o săp. Cine m-a pus? Banale gânduri, gânduri justificate. Dar în mintea lui se reluau și se amestecau, se încrucișau și nășteau alte gânduri. Ca de obicei, un proces inutil. De ce trecea mereu prin el? De ce se chinuia?...

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To Norwegians in the near future who blame Hitler on Wagner and the oppression of women on The Taming of the Shrew, Søren’s love for high culture looks a lot like “hate.” Despite being morbidly oversensitive and gay, Søren has trouble fitting into a world that celebrates nothing more than equality. When his school bans even George Eliot for being a dead white male, Søren must decide whether to retreat further into his imagination or literally fight back. Or both. In the spirit of The Magic Mountain with more magic or Matilda with less, The Brown Butterfly explores ideological conflict from an innocent point of view, combining erudition with nostalgia to provide a glimpse of conservative heaven and escape from liberalism’s hell....

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Father Dorsten said that fear of ghosts was nothing next to fear of a ghost. “The Holy Ghost?” Grandma asked. “I certainly don’t believe in any other.” “What do you think he looks like?” Mother asked. “I’ve always pictured him as young and bald, riding a cloud, like one of the trebles in The Magic Flute.” “I think you’d have trouble giving me chapter and verse for that,” Father Dorsten said. Grandma said, “In Culture and Anarchy, Matthew Arnold wrote, ‘One may say that to be reared a member of a national Church is in itself a lesson of religious moderation, and a help towards culture and harmonious perfection. Instead of battling for his own private forms for expressing the inexpressible and defining the undefinable, a man has leisure and composure to satisfy other sides of his nature as well.’” “So, you picture him as a dove?” Father Dorsten said. “The Holy Ghost let our cat out the window,” Olle said. “When?” Freja asked skeptically. “Fifteen years ago,” Olle said, and began to cry. Grandma poured the coffee. “Why don’t you take the children upstairs?” she said. “OK,” Jonas said, with glittering eyes....

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A Chinese translation of the novel The Great Gatsby.

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THE CAT AT LIGHT'S END is made up of fourteen stories set against the backdrop of Irvington, an inner-city neighborhood in Portland, Oregon, usually noted for its fine old homes ("like living in the 1920s") and political activism. The stories reveal moments from the lives of diverse protagonists, ranging in age from fourteen weeks to 102 years. Characters sometimes appear in more than one story. ...

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"On their hands, The Human Flies have special polymer suction devices. Tremendous holding power," the radio announcer said. "That's how they can risk their lives. And their tennis shoes, custom-manufactured, have got dozens of small suction cups." Laura squinted. Why would anybody do this? The precise diamond pattern Las Moscas kept on the pink glass must have inviolably attached them to the sheer side of the glass monolith. Laura had to believe that. But her back thrilled with fear. Now to the tenth floor, their apparent size rendered them insects. Shrinking minute by minute, they seemed ultralight and the waving red, blue, and yellow robes, wings that might fly them to the top. The Human Flies kept on the move in a strict sequence. Each moved in turn, left hand pneumatically clamping the glass with suction, then right hand, then each foot. Then another did the same. Agape, she could barely breathe and her mouth had gone dry. -- from "La Mosca," Amarillo Bay, May 2001. Nominated for e2ink-1, The Best of Online Journals 2002....

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The Cat at Light's End 1 Zigzag 13 Fear & Trembling 25 Marbles on the Loose 41 The President, He Slept Here 58 Valentines in Valhalla 69 Red Ball 85 Timed Out 95 La Mosca 108 Talking Cabbage Heads 122 Past Perfect 128 Cydney's Bent 137 Espresso'd 152 Steps 163 About the Author 181 ...

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Charlie Dickinson's inspiration for The Wire Donkey came while waiting in a checkout line at a Nature's Northwest grocery store in Portland. Ahead of him was a young man, who proudly wore an AmeriCorps T-shirt, emblematic of youthful idealism and a search for social justice. He took extra time putting his purchases in a backpack because, as he told the checkout woman, he was on bike. That vignette became the basis of a short story, “Talking Cabbage Heads,” about an idealist working produce in a Nature's-type grocery, published at Savoy online in 1999. Years later, that short story was the springboard for The Wire Donkey. Ocean's life experience is tempered by an encounter with an older woman, a thirty-ish surfer named Cris. They go to Central Oregon together and when they return, Cris leaves for surf in British Columbia and Ocean journeys on, eventually joining AmeriCorps and becoming the memorable young man in the checkout line Dickinson had once noticed. ...

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“That, over there, secured to the bike rack, is my blessed wire donkey. Takes me anywhere, anytime. Unapologetic British mechanical genius: a genuine Raleigh three-speed bicycle. Yeah, my righteous wire donkey. They went to design them in the Thirties, those Brits were dreaming hundred-year bicycle. All-steel frame, no carbon-fiber nonsense. Look at these fenders--plastic? Of course not. Real steel, many coats of enamel. Not for nothing these humble cruisers carried generations of college students and professors to class and back through all sorts of weather.” ...

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Chapter One: Bean Sprout Kid, Talking Cabbage Heads, Wire Donkey Chapter Two: Open Matchbox & Shut Case, Pill Hill, Freeway Pinball Chapter Three: Celery Butts, Wallet Cards, Black Nail Polish Chapter Four: Cannabis Psychic, Foxy Lady, Wrong Livelihood Chapter Five: Tabling Man, Pedalling Peddler, Wave Catcher Chapter Six: Tomato Ferrari, Tortoise-Shell Glasses, Jonny Shaks Chapter Seven: Russian Parts, Bottle Caps, News Hound Chapter Eight: Sushi Train, Celibate Soldiers, Bones Heaven Chapter Nine: River Anesthesia, Jurassic Gingko, Helpful Nihonjin Chapter Ten: Dead Needles, Squirrel Samadhi, Hotaru Streaker Chapter Eleven: Road's End, Silk Skin, Plastic Staples Chapter Twelve: Blue Blockers, Tofu Scramble, O-Sencha Chapter Thirteen: O-Cha, Asexual Thing, Americorps Reconsidered Chapter Fourteen: Blind Lust, Fish Eyes, Feather Duster Chapter Fifteen: Gorilla Man, Dinosaur Diesel, Snout House Chapter Sixteen: Leeches Extra, Carnal De Bronze, Frozen Pampers Chapter Seventeen: Pronoid Delusion, Eyebrow Dormers, Crawfish Memories Chapter Eighteen: Bed-Head Hair, Subterranean Hotel, Turtle Man About...

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Poesía. Edición Bilingüe. Galego-Español

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Cando regresemos seremos como eses Albatros de Baudelaire. Desterrados, desposuídos de ceo sobre unha sucia cuberta, insultados por bébedos mariñeiros e burlados polo destino das nosas ás. Cuando regresemos seremos como esos Albatros de Baudelaire. Desterrados, desposeídos de cielo sobre una sucia cubierta, insultados por marineros borrachos y burlados por el destino de nuestras alas....

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Poesía. Edición Bilingüe. Español-Galego

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Si el cielo no está escrito ninguna necesidad lo traerá hasta nosotros.

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This book represents a journey through the world through meditation.

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My Secret Family aka Sugar Crash is a cult novel about personality and eating disorders, originally written as a short story in 1991 and published as a novel in 1997. The novel went viral in 1997. By 2005 the characters in the book, each represented by a personality disorder, were considered a 'pro-ana' secret language by the media, even though the book has no 'pro-ana' message. The story spread in an unusual fashion because it was originally published, not in book form, but as a collection of stapled pages in the form of a found diary, which readers copied and distributed at their own expense. The book has no copyright and an estimated 60 million copies have been made....

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Suffer to be Beautiful By Ana I don't eat bread or chocolate cake, in dinners and breakfasts I do not partake, there's cherry plum pudding cooled fresh on the sill, it may as well sit there – to me it's all swill. I cannot remember the taste of dessert, when I climb out my dress my ribs creak and they hurt, I'm down three sizes to a minus 2, I need to put cotton in the sides of my shoes. I cry in my sleep for one last little bite, a glass of tap water stays my appetite, my lips have not tasted a real crème Brule, in so long my taste buds have just withered away. my doctor and mother share the same phobia - that my skin will stretch tight and eventually tear. I suffer and diet and look like a rake, but oh! What a beautiful corpse I will make!...

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The Escape Artist Art House of Ana The Arc This Broken Art of Mine Stalking Luke Mall Rats The Poser Sugar Crash Ana Mia Sue Sophie The Riders of the Apocalypse House of Sophie ...