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Son: "Daddy, I have to write a special report for school, but I don't know what Politics is."Father: "Well, let's take our home as an example. I am the bread-winner, so let's call me Capitalism.
Sunday morning, the sun is shining in the kitchen, Lucy the cat is purring beside me. All is quiet, THEY are still asleep.
Keeping to my recent theme of dreams and all stuff sleepy, I'm going to write up a very intense dream /sleep paralysis episode I had. This will probably be my strangest post to date so be warned.
Emma watched the sun rise from her window. In the distance it looked beautiful and harmless. In reality, it was a blazing ball of gas. A fine example of deception at its best.
Amongst the things I didn't know about Whippets before inviting one in for 15 years was that they get cold, because they're skinny and wimpy. They actually need clothes.
"El. Look. My mothers' brought a guest!" I said. "Wait. But that's a guy no?" she asked. "El, you're right. Quick. Behind that curtain!" I whispered. They came in the kitchen holding hands.
Everytime when i said 'no' to little sister when she asked for something, i am not sure whether am i being selfish or i am trying to teach her to just live with things that she has now or i dont want...
I feel the crisp, cold grass beneath my feet. The brisk morning air sweeps past me. I shiver, but it's a good shiver. I've never liked warmth, I prefer the cold.
To start off with she's been begging me to dress up and go to this party she's hosting.
The boy has not been easy today. I'm fairly sure there is a bottom shaped imprint in the naughty step. He is testing out his boundaries and trying to play us off against one another.
“ On my wedding night, pissed as a fart, it got to the end of the night where there was me, the wife and her parents.
Thinking about technology recently.
Thinking about technology recently.
"So what did you want to tell me?" Elly whispered. "Wait..." I said and went to the door to check that my brothers weren't anywhere to be seen.
Wow.. This is awesome.. I have a limit for this. Hmm.. I just discovered that being emotional at some point of the month is part of women and there is nothing wrong with it...
I sat there staring. Staring into nothing and everything- trying to figure everything out, I guess. I can honestly say that at that moment I felt as if I was all alone. But, of course, I wasn't.
Chapter 1 I had a childhood which was mixed with a bitter sweet balance that’s really hard to define. But I will try. Life at home was probably as good as a child can expect.
I sometimes record Alice while she's playing with her dolls and 'little people'. She will sit there for hours in a world of her own, babbling, and chatting to them; it is the babble that fascinates...
I arrive at your house at the front door. After all, it is only polite, To give you some time and some warning. I want to start this off right.
Just woke up. God I'm early. It really doesn't make sense because until about 02:30am I was on Opuss just reading and writing some random shiz. Oh well.
An old man lived alone in scotland. He wanted to spade his potato garden, but it was very hard work. His only son, Jim, who used to help him, was in prison.
I was just listening to a country song by the jets, minding my own dang business, and I thought to myself, "Self, why is the world so fake.
When my house is full of guests, friends, my children, and I seem to be forever chasing, serving, preparing food and drinks, tidying away and telling everyone to keep the noise down and behave, I...
Literally just had this conversation.. Me: I can't sleep. My mother: Just go to sleep darling. Me: I CAN'T. Mother: Of course you can. Me: No I can't. I never can.