Love is an Empty Plate_Can't have Nothin in Ho Chi Minh_The End of Love_The Sandman Ball
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Love is an Empty Plate
AKJHSDGFIAUFHGVOUHBADOFUV WHY WON’T HE WAKE THE FUCK UP AND GET ME SOME GODDAMN WET FOOD.My precious nails hurt from all the pawing. Re-etching the marks from mornings before, before, before. Chipping away the emerald green paint on the door to reveal all the dead trees underneath. Doesn’t he know he’s starving me? Doesn’t he care? I know for a fact it’s not because he can’t afford my Kal Kan. He springs a new obnoxious potted plant in MY house every fucking week, give me a fucking break. He’s lazy, entitled, selfish, greedy, self-indulgent, fucking human that one day DECIDED to take me away f...
Can't have Nothin in Ho Chi Minh
Jack just loved waking up to the smell of an overheating machine gun in the morning. He did a ninja getup and totally wasn’t assisted by any cables or puwww.onedoor.cclleys that you totally can’t see. He was already in his commando outfit and smoking a big ol cigar to keep the runtime down. “Hey Jack, we’re out of toilet paper,” Copernicus shouted from the bathroom with the door somewhat cracked. “Can you get me some?” “Sure thing,” Jack said as he picked up another roll of shredded Chinese flags and handed it to Copernicus through the door. Upon leaving his barrack, Jack was handed his huge assault rifle ...
The End of Love
They arrived at the same time but since one went to the back door and the other to the front, they didn’t see each other. Pat clicked her car keys, standing at the front door of Cora’s house, and shifted her weight from one foot to the other. She let her keys fall into her purse and then snapped the purse closed. Clouds were gathering, thin and wan, stretched across a darkening winter sky, and just before the door opened, Pat put up a hand and two tiny snowflakes landed. They melted perfectly into the suede palm of her glove, and then the door swung open with a gasp and a woman in a thin red d...
The Sandman Ball
The envelope sat at the edge of the large, wooden, dining room table. The seal depicting a crescent moon glistened gold in the warm kitchen light. Sarah returned from school to find her parents awaiting her. Her mother indicated the envelope and she took a seat. Sarah broke the seal by sliding one long, index finger along the front. Dear Ms. Shepard, We are so glad to invite you to the Sandman Ball. Please arrive at the estate by 5pm on Saturday, June 30th. We will be delighted to serve you a full supper before you dance. The Sandman would like you to wear EMERALD. The letter fell from her han...