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I stand on the shoulders of myself, for my mom. There are moments where I feel too tired to stand and all I want to do is sit criss-cross...

Did you really love me? Did you love me when you took my first kiss? Did you love me when you undressed me before punishment? Did you...

Dear Mat, I was checking off the list of competencies and I noticed a lot about editing. I assure you that I edited A lot of these pieces...

I have a lot of places to go. I have college to finish. I have goals and dreams, and ideas to check off my infinite list of...

I am a college student who takes eighteen hours of classes and works fifty hours a week. Although I have been busy and I find it hard to...

I have never not had a job. I have worked since the day of my fifteenth birthday. I originally got a job to help my mom because she...

you’ll always love me?! what the hell is your definition of love because I cannot accumulate a set of words deep enough to express the...

you sharpened your knife the day you chose lust over love and now with every repetitive memory the stab wounds multiply and the mental...

The discovery of a cell phone, the must from his truck, the disappointment of my heart as I watched the tears fall from my mother’s face,...

When does the pain fade away into nothingness? How do you recover from something you do not understand? How do you learn to love? At what...

Dear Mom, I’m recovering. Slowly but surely. I am trying so hard to be a better person, for you, and for myself. The weight of paying for...