Kate Ryan
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She doesn’t know how to communicate the feeling that all is for nothing, nothing is normal.
Read...One crawled up the side of the bag and opened her wings, a hardtop convertible with legs.
Read...My tights are cutting me in half at the waist . . . just like a sausage in its casing.
Read...She got too high while watching The Bachelor and had a misanthropic breakdown.
Read...The bread had to be store-bought and white, of course, so as not to raise a red flag among my classmates. I still see rebellion in a ham sandwich.
Read...I saw my old babysitter at a women’s wrestling cage match.
Read...Okay, so maybe she didn’t really understand feminism.
Read...Surviving the Apocalypse didn’t mean they couldn’t enjoy a little romance.
Read...12:48 AM. Why would someone schedule an exorcism for the middle of a weeknight?
Read...My parents got the idea they’d send me to stay at my grandparents’ house in Florida for a week. I think my mother needed a week to herself.
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