An eternity of wishing to speak directly to my Creator - I thought in despair - and this is how He finally contacts me? Through AOL Instant Messenger?
A.M. JenkinsThen he smiled—a lovely sunbeam of a grin.
A.M. JenkinsIt pleased me to think of his being happy.
It really pleased me to think that I might have influenced another being's emotions.
It seemed that the pleasure of cursing wasn't about volume, but about vehemence.
A.M. JenkinsFirst lesson learned: Knowing doesn't hold a candle to doing.
A.M. JenkinsThat was the Jason most people never noticed. The one who made an effort to spare someone else's feelings. He was being kind to my darling. I cast an affectionate glance at his back.
A.M. JenkinsHe didn't look back or wave, although I watched. He just assumed Shaun was there, and would always be there.
Humans take so much for granted.
I see what's going on," I said. "You're confusing beauty with this society's current idea of perfection of visual form.
A.M. JenkinsIt’s the glitches and twists, I thought, that make this universe unique and compelling. Without flaws, there would be
no depth, no substance.
the door to his room is open.his face amooth in sleep.Lips relaxed,boys lips, i remember can be so rough, so tender, so sweet.So full of lies.
A.M. JenkinsMots clés ghost-story
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