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Like No Other Ch. 19Chapter 19;
When I woke up the next morning I was right. Unbelievable pain swept through me instantly. My back and left arm hurt like a mother, and my head felt like its been hit with a lead truck after being used as a baseball by the New York Yankees. I felt horrible.
Kei was beside me with four Excedrin Migraine capsules and a tall glass of water. I smiled and quickly took the drugs. I was wearing black baggy draw string sleeping pajamas. They were Keis, and a pale yellow t-shirt. I shrugged and cradled my head in my hands.
I scheduled an appointment at this fancy spa me and my parents go to every month for us. We can b
Like No Other Ch. 18Chapter 18;
Now the last thing I wanted was to be back in a relationship. I didnt want to have Kei be my rebound guy, even though it looked that way. Weve been hanging out together for about a week now, and we only had sex twice. But he was on the same boat as me. He didnt want a relationship, so we stayed good friends who would occasionally engage in sexual adventures.
Being the dominator instead of the dominated was nice for a change. I liked being in control. But I found that Kei was doing the same things I use to do when I was with Jimmy. Whoa Jimmy, I havent thought about him all week.
It was my day off and I w
Like No Other Ch. 14Chapter 14;
Its been four days since the incident with Jimmy. I havent eaten and Ive barley slept. Ive been throwing up constantly and cried my eyes out and then some. Jamie forced me to eat something once yesterday, I ended up throwing it up right afterwards. I didnt want to, it just happened.
I lost fifteen pounds. Now I only weigh 105 lbs. I dont look any skinner, just slimmer. I still fit into my jeans just fine, but my shirts are looser. I decided I was up to going to work today. I needed to see my friends and I couldnt call off anymore without risking my job.
Jamie dropped me off around one o
She decided a young woman like her had no business being imperfect. Impurities had to be expelled from her life, no matter the cost. A universal remover promised to be her savior. It lived up to its commercials, doing away with the stains that disgraced her floor and some of the walls.
Would domestic hygiene free her from being flawed? Doubtful. This product guaranteed to exterminate any kind of filth. Could it go beyond the material things? She rubbed the substance on her forehead, and conjured as many negative thoughts as possible. They were recalled, only to vanish from memory a second after.
Satisfied? Not quite. Even the good recollect
glass in the tidegradac, croatia; summer.
it is a town climbed up from the sea:
a salt hymn, an exhalation, a brightly calcified
spray. the houses here are overgrown
as wildflowers, paths like tiny winding veins
sprung alive between them. from my balcony i watch
the sun crest slowly into afternoon,
and mothers lead their children
down stone slopes, arterial pull
to the water. by the shore,
vendors sell bottles of olive oil, salt,
sage, gathering up anything with the taste
of what mystery inhabits the air—brimming over
the glass lips, a curving kind of joy,
the whole earth, a bowl of it.
at night, my uncle drinks beer
and i drink wine. he watches
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