Tag: Cereal
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There’s only 12 left again. A pair of tulips, blue and orange. A heartbeat on two lips, river red and candy pink. A shade of warmth in her sleeping body beside me. She’s beautiful. Sonic Ocean Water blue eyes in a meadow of golden sand. And now there’s an empty…
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And what he saw there made his eyes spiral in angry madness like a psychotic clown.
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I looked at her, pure beauty radiating in the neon glow of the high hotel. “You’re always the positive end of the battery,” I said. “Cereal trouble may have killed me by now if it weren’t for you.”
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I’m someone who eats cereal at night. I’ve never much enjoyed cereal as it was intended – a breakfast food to kickstart one’s day. Not for me. I’m not really into kickstarting my day. For me, cereal is much more of a snack food, a bowl of deliciousness cradled in…
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Cereal. It’s the perfect companion to the afterglow of a carnal embrace. First, there’s the reaching into the refrigerator for the milk with an elevated heart rate. Then there’s the gathering of the bowl and spoon with a shaky hand. Next is the gallant tumble of the cereal itself from…
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+ Cereal, Might Want to be Mature, Not What I had Originally Intended, Personal Essay, Reflective Light, Relations, Unplanned Writing+ Cereal, Cereal After Sex, Corn Pops, Life, Loft, Love, Night, Perfection, Simple Things, Tennessee+
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CEREAL AFTER SEX 