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A New Start
Julie’s luck had only gotten worse since she left Texas to get away from her family. She got a teaching job in Denver and was fired after one year. Her friend encouraged her to take a teaching position at a small University in South Carolina. All of her other friends thought she was insane for wanting to go to SC, but she didn’t want to go back to Texas. She wasn’t planning on spending the rest of her life in SC. She wanted to get some experience and put herself out on the market in a couple of years. She loved her family, but she felt her parents had been putting her siblings’ needs above ...
She Ordered Lobster
She’s ordered lobster. Fucking lobster. It’s only our second date for Christ sake and she’s going all out on the menu. Taking the piss. Taking advantage of my good nature. Thinking she cawww.onedoor.ccn go for the pricier dishes. Expecting me to pay the bill. Yeah, you go girl. Fill your boots. Order the entire fucking menu. Don’t you worry, numb nuts here is paying. Look’s like I’ll have to order a salad. Keep the cost down. But then I’ll look like a dweeb and a tight arse and I can’t have that. Impressions are everything. I know, I’ll order the crab, keep with the sea dwelling crustacean theme, and maybe ...
Too Tight Skin
Warning - Possible Mental Health Trigger :I could always tell the people who hadn’t outgrown their skin, they were grumpy all the time or just went about their lives on autopilot and never followed their passions. In fact, they don't even know what their passions were anymore. Life in the world is difficult enough and it’s a painful process to become who you are meant to be, and begin to share your gifts with the world. I guess that’s why so many people never choose to go through it. It is a choice. It’s the most important choice a person will make in their entire life. Most people live o...
Trusted Lies
“Are you coming tonight?” He asked me on the landline. The phone was the ugliest cream-yellow color. It was the color of a wedding dress that had been in a storage box for 50 years. “I’ll be there soon, save me a dance.” I wrapped the phone cord around my finger the same way I used to twirl my hair. "Bee, I wish so much that I could dance with you." "Then dance with me," I said and twirled in my red tulle dress. I had begged my mom to shorten the hem, and she finally did. The tulle flowed higher up as I spun around. I felt his eyes on my long legs. The lights were dim. I watched teenaged shad...