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I'm at kind of a low point right now. Feeling fragile and stressed out and not very happy about myself. Sorry I'm not more fun these days. I'll get over it.

Excuse me. I think I need to go crawl into a hole and hide under my rock for a while....

(something new. apologies if its rough.)

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My dad moved us around a lot when I was growing up, which totally sucked. I was always changing schools, and I never really had a chance to make friends. The worst part was, I got held back a year; I had to do the first grade twice. So when we finally landed in Tacoma, I found myself...
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(bah, humbug! In the absence of anything NEW -I'm working on it, ok??- I'm going to post something OLD and LONG. Read and enjoy...)

The Birthday Present
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It came to me like a birthday present, though I had certainly not asked for it. I first noticed it about two weeks after my twenty sixth birthday. Work had been exceptionally crazy lately; I had been...
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(Another story written with a female narrator. I need to spend less time online and more time exercising! and I need more writing time...)

I had a dream last night in which we got a strap-on dildo.

(ok, so I've been really LAME about writing new smut this week. here's an older story, written from a female perspective. enjoy)

The Blackout

Ok, so temping wasn't exactly the most exciting job in the world. It really wasn't what I had pictured myself doing when I had moved to New York four years ago. But it paid the rent, and it didn't suck, so...
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I met her at Penn Station, at the top of the escalators. She was taller than I'd imagined, and her face lit up with a big bright smile when she saw me. She was wearing a skirt, a long white summer skirt which I thought was atypical for her; and a light blue camisole that set off her eyes, and a black sweatshirt against the...
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Part 2 of 2

"I feel bad."

We were naked on her bed, laying face to face about six inches apart, which was about as close as Nin was comfortable with.

"Why do you feel bad?" I asked, though I already knew the answer.

"Isn't it obvious?"

"You shouldn't feel bad," I said, "I'm crazy about you."

Part 1 of 2

There was none of that first-date weirdness. I made her laugh, which is always a good sign. We spent most of the evening laughing and smiling. We seemed really at ease with each other right off the bat. We both had the same goofy, geeky sense of humor. It felt like we really clicked. It felt nice. And so, at the...
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True Story:
When I was 16, and suffering my way through high school, my best friend in the world was Dawn. She was about a year and a half older than me, and we were on the cross country team together. She was a cute girl, short and dirty-blonde, and funny and smart and easy to talk to. I don't remember having sexual thoughts about...
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Bleh. I'm in such a crap mood. Work is for jerks; my pants are falling down; and my ankle hurts. Would somebody please cheer me up?