I'm The Man_Milk with caramel liqueur_Betrayal is Never Easy_A Morning Person
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I'm The Man
"Grow up."This is what I what I said to Jacob as he walked away from our table.Our table as in Ashlyn and I's table, not Jacob and I's table. Ashlyn is the girl I met on Hinge who, in my opinion, is perfect.Jacob is my best friend who thought it would be funny to come up to me on my first date and act like he was not my best friend.Jacob is my best friend who thought that it would be funny to come up to me on my first date and act like we did not play on the same youth soccer team together when we were six.Jacob is my best friend who thought that it would be funny to come up to me on my first ...
Milk with caramel liqueur
Swww.onedoor.cche:It has now been 8 years since I saw him last. Feels like he has vanished from the face of the earth. I can´t remember our last meeting. I can't remember most of our meetings, but I remember some and I do remember what he was like.We usually met at parties or poker games with friends. Once at a party he taught me how to make a cocktail that tastes exactly like Baileys, with milk and caramel liqueur. I remember thinking that it is so sweet of him to show me this amazing trick. I was not a hard 20 year old to impress, I guess.I remember how he once asked for my help with decorating his apart...
Betrayal is Never Easy
Rose shifted uncomfortably in her seat and then winced as it squeaked. She looked around in horror, but no one seemed to be paying any mind to the dirty little Earther. She knew it would be different in the sky, but she hadn’t expected it to be so clean. Her mother would have loved it here. She worked so hard to keep their home spotless, an impossible task on the dusty and dry surface of the earth. Rose watched as a few men in uniform spoke with each other on the other side of the room after one of them waved a hand in her direction. She knew they were talking about her and it made her more ne...
A Morning Person
TW: Sickness, deathI watch as the sun rises up from its sleeping place, far beneath the ground. Maybe the sun is tired of always having the same cycle, each day, over and over again. For an infinite amount of years and then some. Orange streaks fill the sky, closing out the darkness. It’s a sight that I’ve always loved, like a change in time, an end to the dark. I watch from my roof as a dazzling beam lifts itself up out of the earth. I have to squint to look at it.I watch the sunrise every day, but it never gets old. I enjoy watching the sun rising rather than setting- which is weird, because...