The world is not a nice place.
how does cr1tikal not get startled by anything. how do you do it, cr1tikal. did someone hurt you. did you lose something you once held dear. is that why you’re so dead inside. you can tell me, cr1tikal. i am here for you, and i’m worried about you.
x There. I was too weak to color it. Guess I just wanted to share it too much…
I guess that settles that argument
Do not touch your body with bad intentions. Rub your belly when it is full. Stroke your soft skin. Hug yourself, even if it’s silly, because it feels nice. Pleasure yourself. Do not touch your body with bad intentions. Do not pinch at the fat on your stomach. Do not scratch at your skin. Do not hate the shell you’re encased in.
It’s an experiment.
I’ve written two books with such a protagonist. Pantomime, which just made a top ten title for the 2014 ALA Rainbow list, and the just-released sequel, Shadowplay. The first one is set in a circus and the second on a magician’s stage.
You don’t have to reblog to say you’d read MY books (though that’d be nice and part of the hope of this post is that it’ll spread awareness that my books are out there), just that you WOULD read one.
An African-American film producer in Beverly Hills for an Emmy pre-party was handcuffed and detained for around six hours on Friday night as police believed he fit the description of a suspect in a nearby bank robbery.
Charles Belk said he left a restaurant alone to refill a parking meter when he was suddenly surrounded by six police cars “handcuffed very tightly, fully searched for weapons, and placed back on the curb,” he wrote on his Facebook page with an accompanying photo of him sitting on the curb as two police officers stand close by.
When you’re almost dead in a game but somehow you managed to survive until the next level
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