

Keeping Your SecretWe were in Florida, the humidity seeping into the room, the sweet smell of oranges mixed with flowers conquering our senses. Tacky linoleum floors in the kitchen. Cheap, wobbly table in the center. We sat around it, in the shabby yellow chairs. You spoke to me in hushed tones, so that no one would hear. You threatened me to say nothing. I confided slowly that I already had, under my breath in a false hope that maybe you wouldn’t hear. You said to undo it, to tell them it was a lie, your voice getting louder with every syllable. You wouldn’t want your preciousKeeping Your Secret
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I have a first-class memory, the only defect is it isn't reliable.
Sappho was a right-on woman.
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"Everyone sees what you seem to be, few preceive what you are, and those few do not dare contradict the opinion of the many..."
Niccolo Machiavelli
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"Everyone sees what you seem to be, few preceive what you are, and those few do not dare contradict the opinion of the many..."
Niccolo Machiavelli
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You don't love someone because they're perfect, you love them in spite of the fact that there not. ~My Sister's Keeper~
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