Tag: Therapy
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A famous My 600-Pound Life nurse, halfway to looking like that creepy puppet Lady Elaine Fairchilde from Mr. Rogers’ Neighborhood, opens the door of the waiting room and calls out, “Shelby Grace.” Shelby Grace struggles to get out of the chair almost as much as she struggled to get into…
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“She beat me with her soft white knuckles. They were so damn clean and tender and feminine.”
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Regardless of what the science is, I’m never the same person all the time. I am liquid. I am fluid. I break and spill. I flow and damage. Other times I am as still as an unmuddied lake beneath an azure sky, brushstrokes against a canvas of lapis lazuli.
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CEREAL AFTER SEX 