There's an -or- in -whore- because you always have a choice to respect your body and say no.
Jeez, someone needs to push the reset button on this planet.
Ain't that a sight? With all the things we know and learn, we still ain't touched the big mysteries -- where we come from, where we go next, why we even her. And when something truly miraculous happen...
Naughty John, Naughty John, does his work with his apron on. Cuts your throat and takes your bones, sells 'em off for a coupla stones.
I just read this great quote by Junot Diaz, he was talking about true intimacy, and he was saying that it was the willingness to be vulnerable and to be found out. That’s what I felt that YA did. It w...
Felicity ignores us. She walks out to them, an apparition in white and blue velvet, her head held high as they stare in awe at her, the goddess. I don't know yet what power feels like. But this is sur...
Fate determines your caste. You must accept it and live according to the rules.You can't really believe that!I do believe it. That man's misfortune is that he cannot accept his caste, his fate.I know...
Dans chaque fin, il y a un début.
As I write this, we are in an especially divisive era in American politics. There are questions about who holds power, who abuses it, who profits from it, and at what cost to our democracy. It is a ti...
There is an ancient tribal proverb I once heard in India. It says that before we can see properly we must first shed our tears to clear the way.
The world is only as fair as you can make it. Takes a lot of fight. A lot of fight. But if you stay in here, in your little cave, that's one less fighter on the side of fair.
Henry looked from Ling to Alma and back again. His mouth slid into a sly smile. Oh my.
But how did you fight an enemy who never fought fair? Didn’t you have to break the rules to win against the Devil?
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The library card is a passport to wonders and miracles, glimpses into other lives, religions, experiences, the hopes and dreams and strivings of ALL human beings, and it is this passport that opens ou...
I've never done acid, finding it hard to go willingly to a place that could be frightening, hellish, and totally beyond my control. A place much like high school.
You look very handsome, Papa, I say.The twinkle is back in his eyes. Smoke and mirrors, he says with a wink. Smoke and mirrors.
When she can't bring me to heal with scolding, she bends me to shape with guilt.
What did I do to make Mommy leave?You didn’t do anything. This isn’t your fault.Then why? she’d wailed.I don’t know, her daddy had said, and he looked so sad.It isn’t fair!No, it isn’t, baby. Not by a...
There are no wrong decisions only different ones.