Kate Ryan
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Surviving the Apocalypse didn’t mean they couldn’t enjoy a little romance.
Read...LAX, on the other hand, seemed like a perfect place to pick up the latest deadly virus.
Read...A bloated mother in her polka dot one-piece gnaws on a corndog while reading the romantic pulp she picked up on her way out of the supermarket . . .
Read...I would send some chocolates, but I’m not allowed anymore since they found the shiv in the birthday cake I sent you.
Read...Like booster engines emptied of fuel, my limbs become disposable, useless tanks as the blood rushes from them.
Read...She gropes for attention while he dies in the other room.
Read...His mind rode the lines, circling on an endless loop to nowhere as he attempted to go about his activities.
Read...Okay, so maybe she didn’t really understand feminism.
Read..."No self-respecting journalist or publication would ever hire someone who employs the word 'sh--' as a title for anything."
Read...Light some candles and use those bath salts you've been saving for a special occasion. Masturbate for 55 minutes.
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