A storm was brewing by the horizon Even in pitch black she maneuvered her way with ease She’d never forgotten meeting them all by the

Reclaiming my inner badass at 50
A storm was brewing by the horizon Even in pitch black she maneuvered her way with ease She’d never forgotten meeting them all by the
I was never kinder to the old man than during the whole week before I killed him. His voice is raspy and weak as he
Say yes to the torn wedding dress. Romeo is half way to hell. He is dancing barefoot to the melody Of unfaithfulness. Lovers are stepping
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At first sight, nothing obvious Nothing to pin the feeling on But, still, that cold feeling Like an ice pack on your spine Like others,
For October, I decided to embrace the Halloween season and use titles of short stories and books discussed in the enjoyable and informative new book Monster,