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Alcohol and Cliffs Don’t Mix – Just a Glimpse
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A collection of short stories. Alcohol and Cliffs Don’t Mix. November 20, 2015. I was too drunk to care anyway. I nudged Jack and he grunted. I pointed at the man. 8220;Do you see him too? 8220;Yeah.” Jack sniffed. “What’s he doing? I wanted to respond but I instantly was overcome with a nauseous feeling. I clasped my hand over my mouth and swayed a little, but nothing came up. It settled back down for the time being but I knew it would be back in a few minutes. I wanted to get closer, but it suddenly fe...
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Emma | rathermundane
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The eternal there it is. A nutshell containing myself. Emma Such a pretty name. It makes for a beautiful title. It is also fitting, because this is the one novel by Jane Austen in which the heroine is unabashed to proclaim that she is the title character. Even her interference in Harriet Smith’s life is done with the excuse that Harriet must marry someone in Emma’s sphere, so that Emma can maintain the friendship with propriety. September 21, 2015. Laquo; Previous Post. Next Post ». Leave a Reply x.
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Love, February ~ Day 14 | rathermundane
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The eternal there it is. A nutshell containing myself. Love, February Day 14. Ah, the final day has come. I know, I know, some of you are muttering “Finally! This chick is finally going to shut up! I am going to end with a listing of my favorite love scenes from films and tv shows for you to enjoy. Enjoy the warm and fuzzies. 10 I’ll start with the best: Mr. Darcy proposing to Elizabeth Bennet (Pride and Prejudice). https:/ www.youtube.com/watch? 9 Next, will you have a love song masters? 2 Such a sweet ...
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rathermundane | the eternal there it is | Page 2
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The eternal there it is. A nutshell containing myself. Thoughts on a Winter Night. Sore Feet, Tired Heart. Butterflies Shouldn’t Be in My Stomach. A Day in Denver. Beginning of a Story. All I want to do is dance. March In Like a Lion. Love, February Day 14. Love, February Day 13. Love, February Day 14, 2017. Love, February Day 13, 2017. Love, February Day 12, 2017. Love, February Days 10 and 11, 2017. Links: January 2017…. On The Princess and Her Ladies…. On The Princess and Her Ladies Pt….
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Bus Station | rathermundane
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The eternal there it is. A nutshell containing myself. I am traveling again, dear reader. It’s rather tiring, I must tell you. I’m halfway through my journey, but I still have many miles to go before I rest. Sitting in the bus station, I have several hours that I must wait before my final bus. My eyes drooping, my body aching, I wish I did not have to stay awake. I am tired, dear reader. I wish I did not have to stay awake. August 12, 2016. Laquo; Previous Post. Next Post ». Leave a Reply x. Love, Februa...
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Introverted Love Story | rathermundane
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The eternal there it is. A nutshell containing myself. Dear Readers, I recently had an idea for a sitcom:. The main characters will be a girl and her cat, and it will be called “Young Cat Lady” or just “Cat Lady.” The girl is very content staying in with her cat most days, but is a social, productive person otherwise. She has roommates with boyfriends, and they get exacerbated often over the cat lady life she chooses. This would be an example of a scene:. April 7, 2016. Laquo; Previous Post. On The Princ...
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Sore Feet, Tired Heart | rathermundane
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The eternal there it is. A nutshell containing myself. Sore Feet, Tired Heart. Why does my heart affect my limbs? I am fatigued, my legs limp, my ankles aching. Yet I have done much less physical activity today than my normal. I collapsed as soon as I returned home from work, where I had sat the whole day. I barely got up the energy to eat, and shall go to bed as soon as I finish writing this short nothing. Why does my heart have such power over my body? September 22, 2016. Laquo; Previous Post. Love, Fe...
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March In Like a Lion | rathermundane
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The eternal there it is. A nutshell containing myself. March In Like a Lion. And that, dear friend,. Is how childhood ends;. With a distrust of men. And never knowing when. You can look at the sky,. And try your best to fly. When you can’t show fear. Or lose that confident veneer. It becomes so very hard. To play a different card. Instead of flying, on you walk. Playing it safe, never making a mark. When you were a child. You could never be mild. You marched in like a lion. Roared as you went on. On The ...
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Adrift | rathermundane
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The eternal there it is. A nutshell containing myself. Today I was told that, when first met, I gave off the impression of drifting alone in the world. Drifting alone…. Like a dandelion seed, born as part of a beautiful whole but blown away by the wind and twirling slowly, drifting through the wind, with only the final fall to earth to look forward to. Will I ever find a spot to put forth roots? Or will I learn to again love the wind? Will I find others drifting beside me? November 8, 2016. On The Prince...
