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Lies… All lies. Favorite writers: Isabel Allende, Mark Twain. You can read more about jaminicole’s scattered thoughts over at her blog, Jami’s Trashcan. Risha is 24 years old and currently lives in the Philippines, where she is staving off boredom by training for a 10 km run that is sure to kill her. A third culture kid. She would list her favourite writers, but worries that she’ll leave someone out. Which is why she’ll tell you, “ you can read me anythin. Rub a dub dub, thanks for the grub. Tim is just ...

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Lies… All lies. Newer posts →. Karma Vigilantes Part II. June 13, 2011. I didn’t give him much time to really reply. I had him by the ear and was leading him out of the house. By the time we’d gotten to the front door where the bouncers stood, I’d had my story planned. “It’s ok boys, he likes it rough. He told me. He also offered me an extra five grand if we can do it at his place. I feel safe though. We’ll just take his car.”. The three of us made our way out to Betty. The large black man stepped in...

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jack // one step more and you die | Trickster Syndicate

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Lies… All lies. Karen / reflections on “fate”. Sophie- don’t fuck with me. →. Jack / one step more and you die. October 9, 2011. He took a parking space next to the courthouse (not for its logistical advantage, but rather because it didn’t require parallel parking), killed the engine, and tried once more to remember any details of his evening, no matter how small. A hand tapped irritatingly on his shoulder. Jack obliged to see who it belonged to, finding a slightly ponchy, extremely pale seventeen-ye...

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Lies… All lies. Jack / one step more and you die. October 9, 2011. He took a parking space next to the courthouse (not for its logistical advantage, but rather because it didn’t require parallel parking), killed the engine, and tried once more to remember any details of his evening, no matter how small. A hand tapped irritatingly on his shoulder. Jack obliged to see who it belonged to, finding a slightly ponchy, extremely pale seventeen-year-old, garnished with a mop of bunchy red hair that probably ...

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Lies… All lies. Karen / reflections on “fate”. September 21, 2011. Karen / reflections on “fate”. I didn’t want to leave Ryan s hotel room. For one, it was way off the Strip and would be a hefty cab ride home. For two, something had changed, and I wanted to see what it was. In any case, I had to get back to the girls, and he had plans, so I’d reluctantly found a cab and started to head back to the hotel. Not entirely surprising. Most things look different during the day. Like Ryan. 8220;What do you do?

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valencia // breakdown | Trickster Syndicate

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Lies… All lies. Jack / friendship is magic. Karen / reflections on “fate” →. July 8, 2011. You don’t have to do this, James said, as I came back to the bed with a wet cloth. He lowered the ice and gently I pressed the cloth to his face, wiping the blood from his skin. I barely knew her. What did I care? Darcy stormed back into the hotel room from the balcony. I need a fucking cigarette, she said. V? Fuck, she said, looking at James. You? I don’t smoke, he said. Sorry. How do you girls know Sophie? Worse ...

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no light | Trickster Syndicate

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Lies… All lies. Sophie- don’t fuck with me. August 16, 2012. She fidgeted herself awake. It took her a moment to understand why her toes weren’t freezing, and why she’d felt overly warm under her duvet: Andrei’s socked feet had curled around hers, his right arm hung loosely around her hip. Carefully, she lifted his arm and hedged out from under it. Her arms goose-pimpled as she quietly slipped out from under the duvet and padded out of the room. His second thought was that he was going to throttle her.

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Lies… All lies. Author Archives: Tall Brunette. Sophie- don’t fuck with me. November 2, 2011. I plopped on the bed and kicked my heels off, indulging in a donut. I looked straight across the room into James’s black eyes, smirking while I chewed. James stared back at me, defeated, and a bit paranoid, as if a piano may fall on him. Then, he exhaled deeply, and laid his head back on the backrest of the plush chair he was sitting on, kicking his feet up on an ottoman. 8220;Can we call this even now? I unclen...

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jack // friendship is magic | Trickster Syndicate

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Lies… All lies. Jack / bad scene, everyone’s fault. Valencia / breakdown →. Jack / friendship is magic. June 26, 2011. Well hey man, what’s goin’ on? He welcomed, each word drawling smoothly together with the same rehearsed quality of an answering machine; a greeting, though clearly there was no one home. Are you even trying to pretend you’re not a weed dealer anymore? You mean you sent them on a wild goose chase? You know man, I’m really glad you came by. You haven’t bought from me for, like, months...

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jack // bad scene, everyone’s fault | Trickster Syndicate

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Lies… All lies. Karma Vigilantes Part II. Jack / friendship is magic →. Jack / bad scene, everyone’s fault. June 16, 2011. As Jack approached her brick duplex, it seemed anachronistic in every sense of the word too classically designed and well-lived-in to be modern, too maintained to seem older than the surrounding circa 1983 split levels still wrapped in crumbling, defective Masonite siding. JESUS CHRIST. I’M COMING, a voice shouted from inside. The door swung open to reveal an unkempt and extremely un...