Showing posts with label Dirty Little Secrets. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dirty Little Secrets. Show all posts
Sunday, January 6, 2008

Because.

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Because yesterday was my birthday, and the best present would have been a book or a ten-dollar itunes card and the second best present would...
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Friday, October 19, 2007

How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love Being Broken-Up

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…It’s true what they say – eat less and exercise! I’ve only been on the Break-Up Diet for four days and the pounds are melting away! Follow ...
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Thursday, July 19, 2007

Rape Fantasies

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Jeans, work boots, stubble. I’m naked. I’m on a pool table. Green felt rubbing my knees raw, unflattering fluorescent tubes in the over-tabl...
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Saturday, May 5, 2007

Dirty Little Secrets 2 (You Must Be This Tall to Ride This Ride)

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Beautiful Girl commented beautifully, after I also mentioned to her privately that she might consider this line of work: nice- glad there wa...
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Wednesday, April 25, 2007

Phone Sex

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‘Cause I heard that you got you a lover, And lovers you’ve got one or two. But you can’t tell one from the other, Now Mama, now you’re nothi...
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Wednesday, April 4, 2007

History: Marlene on the Wall

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Marlene watches from the wall Her mocking smile says it all As she records the rise and fall Of every soldier passing But the only soldier n...
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Tuesday, March 27, 2007

What I Like About You

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The best kind of money is money I made myself, on my own time, that doesn’t count. It’s not for the house or the groceries or the bills, it’...
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Thursday, February 1, 2007

Today's Dirty Little Secret

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I *like* being a whore. I like it a lot. I like knowing men want me and will pay cash to have me. I like secrecy. I like dressing up. I li...
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