Kate Ryan
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She knows you’re not supposed to call it an “it,” but she honestly can’t tell if it’s a boy or girl or . . . undecided.
Read...Fresh orange juice, milk, thick slices of ham, a block of cheese, a carton of eggs—her husband kept it this way should this moment arrive.
Read...It was a tradition of theirs. When siblings Sue and Johnny went home to their mother’s for Christmas, they watched the 11 o’clock local news.
Read...You could take this easy, informative quiz to find out with whom you side on important legislative issues and social policies. Or you could go my route and pick your candidate based on what dinosaur they resemble.
Read...Everyone wants to have the funny tweets because people equate them with wealth, power, and beauty. The problem is, we’re not all funny.
Read...Okay, so maybe she didn’t really understand feminism.
Read...She couldn’t imagine the water she sat in, the water that enveloped her body, wanted to be here.
Read...Light some candles and use those bath salts you've been saving for a special occasion. Masturbate for 55 minutes.
Read...She closed in on the open pores enlarged ten times their normal size by a high magnification pocket mirror.
Read...He thought I was mad, but in an artistic way; I thought he was horny all the time, but in an artistic way.
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