You Might as Well Try to Fuck Me

I am beyond mad. After Kaden ordered me not to go to school he then let Dylan throw me over his shoulder and lock me in what I assume is Kaden 's room. The same one I woke up in. I am livid at this point, beyond pist."You stupid inconsiderate bastered, your a lying no goo sack of shit! What happened to devoting your life to making me trust you! Just FYI locking me in a room to keep me from doing something is not a good way to gain my trust you mother fucking ass-wipe!" I yell at the closed door…

“I think Donald just criticized me for preparing for this debate. And, yes, I did. You know what else I prepared for? I prepared to be president.” Hillary Clinton said during the first presidential debate. The election of 2016 will not be forgotten anytime soon. With a surprising turn of events of Donald Trump somehow winning. Millions of American citizens are in anguish with these results. The Best Man by Gore Vidal, November by David Mamet, All the Way by Robert Schenkkan, and Crucible by…

When was the last time you sat in silence and reflected upon your life? I mean real silence and real reflection, not soft music in your headphones-silence and thinking about what to have for dinner-reflection. And even more than that: when was the last time you felt like you were in a space and time appropriate for silence and self-reflection? In a society where it is increasingly heard not to be overwhelmed with noise as soon as we step outside our house (and sometimes, even before that), it…

game of Best Day/ Worst Day and she explains how her mom dies and how she thinks she was responsible for it, “So I just sat there on the floor with her until my dad got home an hour later, and he’s screaming ‘Why didn’t you call 911?’ […] Takumi asked, ‘Your dad blamed you?’ ‘Well, not after that first moment. But yeah. How could he not?” (119) Alaska was just a child and she had to witness her mom die of an aneurysm, but what is worse is that her dad’s first reaction was to blame his daughter.…

she wants. A woman who accepts me for who I am and who don’t try to change who I am. She has to be beautiful inside and out. I don’t care too much about looks, color, religion or ethnicity. If she have a great personality and know how to play the right cards, she will win my heart. A woman who gets along with the two important women in my life, my mother and my sister. I want a woman who can spend a whole Sunday with me in bed watching TV or playing video…

is a well-known author, feminist, and most importantly, she is diagnosed with breast cancer. Ehrenreich first sentence states, “I hate hope”(Ehrenreich 1). Just reading this statement shows how Ehrenreich feels about hope. Barbara Ehrenreich wrote, “Pathologies of Hope” to emphasize her argument of how hope is blindly used to face…

Hans and Johnny left. A new manager, uncultivated and ill-mannered, accused the bar staff of not charging the gays for their drinks. Surely not! Impossible! Well, possible or not, that ended the gay nights. THE GREAT NORTHERN HOTEL YIELDS ITS…

mile-long line. “I know you’re eating your cotton candy, but do you want a hot dog, Bray? I’m starving.” “Heck yeah, mom.” She pulled…

Father told me I could have the both of you back if I surrendered myself to this place. If I gave up I could have you both again...blur he lied, he lied. Samael was born to me again, back into my own family and yet he didn't remember....I tried so hard to get him to see. To open his eyes. But he always refused, his death had ruined him forever…

It was always the eyes that got me. I could walk in that forest forever, getting lost in millions of shades of green and tree bark brown, with raging fireflies floating around, lighting up every corner. A forest of fireflies. The eyes, the twin moles on his cheek, the soft brown hair which he likes to keep short even though he’s adorable when it’s long, the straight, large nose; all so common to others, but more important than anything in the world to me. It’s weird how realities can change so…