Posted on Sunday, July 13, 2008 by justordinary
The house was silent as they sat at the table for a few moments pondering over the day’s events. Cassie lost in thought about Thomas and the baby she carried. Questions flooding her mind on what she was going to do. She needed to at least tell her mom.
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Posted on Sunday, July 6, 2008 by justordinary
Things have been up and down with me the past few weeks. I’ve had some post op situations I’ve had to take care of. I’ve had quite a few bouts of fibro attacks to deal with. I also have had to try to get as much gardening done as possible. Not to mention taking care [...]
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Posted on Thursday, June 26, 2008 by justordinary
Well here is the confession for you Riva. I killed poor Darrell. That is right! If he had kept his dick in his pants instead of up that nasty secretary cunt he would still be living. If he had respected our vowels we’d still be in that big house. No need to drag out the obvious. I killed the man and have no regrets.
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Posted on Sunday, May 11, 2008 by justordinary
There are moments
I want to fly
Spread my wings
Float through the sky
There are moments abound
When I don’t want to be aground
People passing all around
Silence wanted for the surround
There are moments
When I cry
Fold my arms
Let out a sigh
(Loud) There are moments
Screaming at the sky
(Softer) There are moments
Typing at my keys
(Whisper) There are moments
Looking over my children
All transgressions [...]
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Posted on Sunday, April 27, 2008 by justordinary
“I’m going to take you home with me tonight. We’ll just get a night bag of some of your stuff and go.” She said as Cassie pulled her face out of her arms to look over to the bathroom.
“OK mom that is a good idea.” Cassie turned toward her mom, “Mom can I come [...]
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