Kate Ryan
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His mind rode the lines, circling on an endless loop to nowhere as he attempted to go about his activities.
Read...She gropes for attention while he dies in the other room.
Read...One crawled up the side of the bag and opened her wings, a hardtop convertible with legs.
Read...I saw my old babysitter at a women’s wrestling cage match.
Read...Light some candles and use those bath salts you've been saving for a special occasion. Masturbate for 55 minutes.
Read...LAX, on the other hand, seemed like a perfect place to pick up the latest deadly virus.
Read...He died a violent death. I saw him myself, flopping between wooden blades, his head bent back strangely.
Read..."No self-respecting journalist or publication would ever hire someone who employs the word 'sh--' as a title for anything."
Read...She couldn’t imagine the water she sat in, the water that enveloped her body, wanted to be here.
Read...My parents got the idea they’d send me to stay at my grandparents’ house in Florida for a week. I think my mother needed a week to herself.
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