Most people die, living their life paycheck to paycheck,trying to stretch out each dollar, as like a roll of toilet paper. Toiling each tissue, never quite wiping away all the shit from their asses, where the world always takes what little they flush, back into its deprived system, always hungry.
Anthony LiccioneTag: life die deprived dollar flush
Instinctively I started to panic when Dr. Martinez strapped my arm down, and
then the panic just melted away, la la la.
Someone took my other hand. Fang. I felt his calluses, his bones, his
strength.
“I’m so glad you’re here,” I slurred, smiling dopily up at him. I took in
his startled, worried expression but dismissed it. “I know everything’s fine
if you’re here.”
I thought I saw his cheeks flush, but I wasn’t too sure of anything anymore.
Tag: friendship love confidence worry comfort blush support help comforting holding-hands flush
I feel the color in my cheeks rising again. I must be the color of The Communist Manifesto.
E.L. JamesTag: humor funny blush anastasia fifty-shades e-l-james fifty-shades-of-grey ana anastasia-steele flush communist-manifesto red-cheeks
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