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My Heart And My Trust Were In The Process Of Collapsing. And That Collapse Created A Vacuum In My Chest.

I’m Going To Be Mentally Ill In Fifteen Years, And That’s Why My Husband Doesn’t Want To Be Around Me.

Here's A Tip. If You Touch A Girl, Even As Joke, And She Pushes You Off, Leave... Her... Alone. Don't Touch Her. Anywhere! Just Stop. Your Touch Does Nothing But Sicken Her.

The Road To Publication Is Like A Churro - Long And Bumpy, But Sweet.

When The Right Moment Appears, The Key Is To Not Let It Pass.