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  1. Images 8

    Images by Bailey Summers Chapter 8 It’s dark and distant with the smell of blood and gas in my nose and like a far off echo I can hear Taylor screaming at me. I can hear “Jenna!” and “No!” There’s the feeling of movement. I see a bright light and there’ ...

    - 2010/08/05 - 11:46pm - 10 comments

  2. Don't Blame Me I'm A Martian-1

    Don’t Blame Me I’m A Martian. I stared at “that” tattooed on my arm through the haze of a hangover. Amy, my girlfriend or my on again off again girl friend was asleep mildly snoring on the other arm. And it was dead, no feeling in it completely asleep. I ...

    - 2011/05/06 - 10:45pm - 20 comments