I woke up in the wee hours of Saturday, Oct 31 hearing footsteps on pavement and a young voice shouting, "HELP! Please HELP! She's not breathing!" I woke up a bit, listening, heart speeding up. It was awful and it wasn't over. The shouting continued, "Please help, she's not breathing!" and I was up out of bed, trying to ensure that my breathing stayed calm despite my heart rate. My fingers closed around the edge of a curtain while I visually combed the street outside my window. This was so disconcerting...and then...
Tuesday, November 24, 2015
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It would be reasonable and correct to assume that my parents are unaware of what an empath is and the fact that their daughter...
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I found my dream on June 3rd to be delightfully weird: Dream Me gets to do some kissing, but with a gross element. Enjoy.
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I have a new crush. I'm gonna talk about him and I'm gonna cuss. Okay? Okay. Well, I have friends who aren’t gonna be ex...
