All Kinds Of Kinds.

'Shh', Jamie said, giggling, but sounding grumpy. Janet got on the bed, hugging her from behind. 'Get up. I made breakfast.' For a change, Jamie didn't wake up on strange sheets in a stranger's shirt in a room that smelt like regret. The scene was familiar, though. Unmade bed and last night's dress on the floor. …

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Letter To A Bully.

I have too many letters that I find irrelevant. I realize how boring my life really is. This letter, to a bully, would be a lie too. I've had people point out my flaws over and over to me, and do everything possible to make me feel terrible. This person changed now, I think. We …

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I got this from an account on Tumblr when I googled 'Oscar Wilde is my spirit animal.' It's weird, but I love that man. I want to know one man who is like him, when I do, I will marry him. There will come a time when you want to cut off all your hair. …