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Childhood Dolls As he made his way towards her, he played with the doll in his right hand. …

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Waiting + watching

He knew he had to keep very still while waiting. He knew his moment would come; but he had waited twenty years for this, another thirty or so minutes hardly mattered.

He had watched back when they were in their twenties, he knew her real life, not the lies. He just might be the only person who knew her, but she did not know him.

Yes, they had met before. No, there was no difference in her…

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Where????

“Where are you taking me?” Lawton asked as the group stolled down the beach. It sounded grown-up coming from near about their knees, but it was a real question.

Jeremy mumbled, “Some sort of hell.”

“Is not”, said the girlfriend, “it’s a beach bbq.”

The tall scarecrow mumbled, “Food party.”

And James thought, “I can sneak a beer.” Funny he never thought at age thirty-nine he would be sneaking a…

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Nighly arrangements

“Does he know about the baby?” James overheard Jeremy on the phone, with Lawton asleep on his chest.

Jeremy’s girlfriend, her name was Kate or Coutney or something he had known her too long to ask again; and he swore no one ever used her name anyway; was talking about the fan, the devil, the song by the Charlie Daniels Band, and the Salem witch trials with Karl the warlock all at once.

He…

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Seriously, A hex...

Seriously, A hex…

He had not seen anything like it; in the twenty years he had been headmaster.

He pulled into his parking space, and got out of his car. It was three a.m. He had gotten a call forty-seven minutes ago. He opened the back door and got his son Lawton out of his carseat.

The two joined the crowd looking up at an old fan that had been exposed by a storm earlier that evening. The plywood that used to…

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Hey…sweetheart. Casey was at a loss; the entrance to the tunnel was his only way out. He did not want her to see him.

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My Hometown

“Like the song? You know that country one that came out about five years back.” She asked him.

“Something like that.” Casey said, “But most vivid amongst my memories of my hometown are the smell of orange blossoms in the spring, and well; sweetie you won’t believe this, but I swear it is true, it smells like Calvin Klein’s obsession perfume certain times of the year. I mean the whole town,…

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So, I promised you a blog.

Well, here I am in my kitchenette…eating dinner.

soft pretzel bites with mustard, and diet coke. Nothing exciting. Out of soda though, and I want to finish eating….

So, after I eat; running to the store for a two liter of soda. Then I will write.

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Selfie. November 1, 2018 in my hotel room. Hashtag today #remmy

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taco being slang for a vigina. why we have the death penalty

📸: feedyoursoull

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“I wish I’d done everything on Earth with you.”

— F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby (via the-book-diaries)

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truman capote said this. just to clarify.

“I don’t trust anybody. Not anybody. And the more that I care about someone, the more sure I am they’re going to get tired of me and take off.”

— Rainbow Rowell, Fangirl (via the-book-diaries)