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to the man who called me beautiful on telegraph ave

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tw: rape, tw: street harrassment it is not just a compliment when you are thirteen years older than I am and you have a baseball bat h...
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the bedroom

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tw: suicide "I love you!" He screamed, tears streaming down his face like blood from a bad cut. I look a little too long f...
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Divorce

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1 am and Silence was making its usual rounds at my apartment, making sure it covered every nook and cranny. Suddenly, it ...
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Writing My Thinking

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"Hey. Hey. You. What you thinking about?" "Stories." "What kind of stories?" Stories of you and your girlf...
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Who Am I?

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I'm more than a petite Asian girl with limited wardrobe and a less-than-loud personality. I'm more than the Oreo-obsessed lazy fat-a...
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