Kate Ryan
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Okay, so maybe she didn’t really understand feminism.
Read...Hollywood continues to flounder in a dick-sucking frenzy of self-congratulatory white male directors, writers, and producers.
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...For the record, I didn’t mean to be born so tall. I didn’t ask for bulky shoulders or a head that doesn’t fit most hats.
Read...Light some candles and use those bath salts you've been saving for a special occasion. Masturbate for 55 minutes.
Read...Writing simply does for me what long walks do for small dogs; it makes me tired and happy.
Read...“You are the naked girl on horse, yes?” he said, approaching her table from across the café patio.
Read...At Monster High, Jimmy Werewolf gets another demerit for forgetting to shave again.
Read...She doesn’t know how to communicate the feeling that all is for nothing, nothing is normal.
Read...The case of beer I brought, as my mother explained, is “pure poison” and so I must drink it all by myself.
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