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Soft Bruises
My husband is seriously mad at me, stone cold irate and fixing to bust a major vein because I downplayed an incident and told a few minor lies to cover up a costly mistake the boys made this afternoon....
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Old School, Southern Style
I’m getting spammed by Dickey Betts & Great Southern, how fucking awesome is that? Makes me want to dig out my rusty one hit bong.
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Starlight Sex
Joy will descend on my house next week, the quiet kind, temporary in nature and no less sweet for its short brevity. Machines will be stilled, mop stowed, my ovens left dead to the eternal fetch of box...
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A View From Your Window
My sister-in-law sent a photo late this afternoon. Can you name the place?
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Austin Homegrown
Just because that’s who I’m listening to tonight. Saw Monty live five years ago, one of the best musicians I’ve ever seen in my life.
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Truth, An Inconvenient Bitch
Maybe it doesn’t matter. What is done cannot be undone. The dead won’t rise, wars can’t be wished away. Losses won’t be made whole or bad memories forgotten. But I still want to know the details, learn...
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Merriment
I hope reincarnation is true. My passport is pathetically empty and I’d love to fill it up by dancing around the globe.
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Boris Johnson Is An Interesting Dude
The mayor of London lets his freak flag fly. We seek cities because there are a greater range of girls at the bar, of reproductive choice. Number one. Number two is there are better outcomes for...
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Goodbye
I turned down the lights and shuttered the doors a few mornings ago. Done with this business of airing my thoughts out loud, but still keen to save a few trinkets for my own selfish pleasure, I...
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