Kate Ryan
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The Gap come autumn: where normcore and film noir cleverly collide.
Read...I saw my old babysitter at a women’s wrestling cage match.
Read...“Don’t you smash that cake in my face, or I’ll never forgive you,” she said, and she never did, not really.
Read...Everyone wants to have the funny tweets because people equate them with wealth, power, and beauty. The problem is, we’re not all funny.
Read...She gropes for attention while he dies in the other room.
Read...His mind rode the lines, circling on an endless loop to nowhere as he attempted to go about his activities.
Read...She doesn’t know how to communicate the feeling that all is for nothing, nothing is normal.
Read...Hollywood continues to flounder in a dick-sucking frenzy of self-congratulatory white male directors, writers, and producers.
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.
Read...He died a violent death. I saw him myself, flopping between wooden blades, his head bent back strangely.
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