Submissions by rabbitquest
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Sexual Encounters
I answered an emergency call of a wild dog. The woman was terrified and cornered. I ran straight at the rabid German Shepard. He tore at my hand, running off with my leather motorcycle glove. The woman was overwhelmed at my random act of kindness, and asked if there were anything she could do. I asked her if she could make glove, as I was missing one.
She reached out to take my hand, and brought me inside, then took off her dress.
I went to a wedding for my ex girlfreind Kate, who was marrying my best friend Nick. I wrapped up their wedding gift, and taped a...
She reached out to take my hand, and brought me inside, then took off her dress.
I went to a wedding for my ex girlfreind Kate, who was marrying my best friend Nick. I wrapped up their wedding gift, and taped a...
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When you need somebody to tell you that You Are Beautiful
You are a very beautiful person.
You are very smart and kind.
You are very popular and loved by others.
If you believe otherwise, you are only being misled.
Because i think you are beautiful,
and kind,
and smart,
and popular, if that is a good thing,
and witty.
Who Am i?
Surely, i know not, without knowing you.
Who are we, but a grain of sand on a beach
on a planet that is a speck in a milky galaxy,
that is a speck of light
in a night sky
of another...
You are very smart and kind.
You are very popular and loved by others.
If you believe otherwise, you are only being misled.
Because i think you are beautiful,
and kind,
and smart,
and popular, if that is a good thing,
and witty.
Who Am i?
Surely, i know not, without knowing you.
Who are we, but a grain of sand on a beach
on a planet that is a speck in a milky galaxy,
that is a speck of light
in a night sky
of another...
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Escape being a Vampire Part One.
The blood trickling down my neck feels strange.
The vampire that bit me lies at my feet,
a wooden stake in his staked heart.
I rub Garlic into my wounds and fall asleep, only to be awakened by
sunsets arrival?
I find it odd that I cannot sleep even though the moon traverses the
sky, whispering a slow tune, hidden in with the crickets and
springtime frogs.
I lament my lost childhood, growing up introverted, and protected from the dangers the outside world offered.
...
The vampire that bit me lies at my feet,
a wooden stake in his staked heart.
I rub Garlic into my wounds and fall asleep, only to be awakened by
sunsets arrival?
I find it odd that I cannot sleep even though the moon traverses the
sky, whispering a slow tune, hidden in with the crickets and
springtime frogs.
I lament my lost childhood, growing up introverted, and protected from the dangers the outside world offered.
...
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