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    Story Hair In The Bowl

    Marco Sanchez had managed to kill at-least a dozen women over the course of five years using the same fool proof method. He posed as a handsome jogger, catching the looks of many passing heads, but the ones that did not look his way caught his attention the most. He wanted them to notice him...
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    Other My light skin stare collection

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    Story No Good Deed

    (Story based off game 'Stoneshard'. Not required to play to understand, but check it out!) The legacy of House of der Vyrne rests upon the shoulders of the Maiden Knight, Arna, whose journey had only just begun. Mercenary life was tough, even more-so for herself. Despite being raised as a boy...
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    Poetry If a man was free...

    I am a woman making a reply indeed. Sure, go ahead and copy paste it into the original thread. I felt obligated to reply because oppression is a universal thing that hits everyone in horrible, different ways.
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    Poetry If a man was free...

    If a man was free, what would he think? He might consider what to wear, what his kids might look like, or if his sweetheart will give him a second date... But he remembers his obligation, women and children first they say, but he wants to live, wants a future. So the man survived, and he was...
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    Other The Queen's Orders

    My dearest, precious handmaiden. You have lived comfortably in my presence for how many years now...? The exact eludes me. Now, I can't remember the last time you ever benefited me. Of-course, this is no fault of your own! And I would like you to continue to living among myself! After-all, I am...
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    Story So his brains were splattered all over the road...

    ... it was quite the mess really. Not to say the dimly lit, dingy backroad was any more clean: discard beer bottles, the occasional needle, and perhaps a few unsavory latex wrappings. Now that I think of it, perhaps his brains were the only thing clean about the backroad. We paused our squabbles...
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