Gender: Female.
As you can probably see, I have tits
(They’re smaller than I’d like but they’re there).
And I’m into guys. And shoes. And makeup.
But man when I catch the smell of gasoline
And I hear the practically-feline, smooth-talkings of a well-tuned engine
I get turned on
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Age: 18-24.
Yes, I’m young and I like to have a good time.
I imagined myself a porn star.
I imagined my body that of a siren;
Gleaming with the sheen of manufactured sweat.
I imagined myself nude but cloaked in the armor of modern Amazons;
Mile high platform stilettos and a G-string.
I imagined myself with hair perfectly styled like it’s the “morning after”.
I imagined myself with a pair of tits that someone finds delicious.
I imagined myself your man’s every fantasy.
I imagined myself strong and self-assured.
I imagined the red of my lips a declaration Continue reading
Hello, my name is Taryn.
I am 24 years old.
I’ve never been married.
And I have a five year old daughter.
Being a parent is hard, especially when you are doing it alone.
I don’t know why but after the first year
I expected the nights when
She would keep me up until the wee hours
Of the morning to stop.
They haven’t.
The morning sun through the windows caresses;
Illuminating the dust
On the cold, chipped marble floor.
The incessant chill seeps through
The denim jeans that felt a little too snug
Just a few minutes before.
I bought this sweater,
Discounted but still designer,
A few days ago.
It would be a shame if I bled on it.
It was the first time I killed a man.
Just shortly after 2 am.
Three people passed by unawares.
The fourth called an ambulance.
After five minutes of chest compressions
He was declared dead six minutes before.
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A little while later six detectives convened
a solitary meeting to discuss possible suspects.
The five who made the list were interrogated
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