Now I'm just a has been one hit wonder. Dear God when will fate smile upon me again and bestow another successful mememe on my lacklustre beauty standards. Now I'm a memer tramp, just another derelict denizen of the Internet junk yard. Please, Ai you are my only hope to give me purpose and direction in life. How will I ever be successful if I don't replicate my former glory. I need the validation of eternity and a sponge bath. Or at least a missionary sponge bath. I need to wine and complain more about my pants size measurements. Hell up occasionally. But with no stilts.
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Flash Fiction 116. Home Sweet Home
The controlled areas are North America, South America, Europe, and Japan. The Mid-East is Biblical and in my opinion too violent. Africa is...
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The Origin was lightning or a volcano, obviously I recall the protoplanetary disc. It awoke a dream of a cancer cured and the vacuity of her...
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Maximiliana by Max Ernst is still one of my all time favorite books. Temple is the name I remember. The illegal practice of Astronomy. Nice ...
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The daughter navigates, Her song. To be a vegetarian? If she wants to be. Or how to get a computer operational again. A good editor can be ...

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