Short Fiction
@shortfic
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@shortfic - Fiction sized for Twitter and ADD, for your amusement! The blinking cursor beckons, and the story goes on.
Daydreaming at my desk...
Joined May 2010
#Listentoyourheart, they say. He never did, and missed the warning signs of arrhythmia, until it was too late. http://t.co/P5bZyLO
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Afraid of dying alone, he adopted 2 puppies. They were pit bulls. It was not alone when he died. #shortstories #ss #fiction
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Know ppl affected? Find out or report status w/ Google #Japan earthquake PEOPLE FINDER, In 4 languages: http://goo.gl/kRR0C
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eBook edition of the sci-fi book Unleashing Janus now free: http://www.nullknowledge.com/ebooks/?p=6
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I watched her at the funeral, a startling beauty of raven hair & dewy eyes. Was I remorseful? Nay; she sure loved him, but I loved her more.
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Some people you never forget, even if you try, or die, or reincarnate into a tree, a cloud, a New York pigeon. Some people you never forget.
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Time was cruel: No more did she possess the rosy cheek, coral lip, star-like eyes. Thought I'd love her forever. Oh well. http://ls.gd/2242
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As if the sky split in half to illuminate your beauty; it blinded me to all others. You left, but lightning will always remind me of you.
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"Wanna go horseback riding?" My voice echoed my mistake; too late. Shocked & furious, Tyron ran off. Centaurs are such touchy creatures.
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It was like she put on artificial claws of military grade titanium with the tips dipped in dioxin, aiming to kill. Oh the gloves were off.
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Ill-fated lovers they were from day one. Their mutual passion their demise: She was a connoisseur of fine wines, he a recovering alcoholic.
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@shortfic 05/18/10 1:21pm, 99c only, 1941 San Pablo, she buys Langer's apple juice and Rinso detergent. 4:38pm, origami. 8:17pm, its over.
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She was gorgeous: a new person, like a defective unit that'd been factory-refurbished. Plastic surgery is God's 2nd chance. #theuglyfriend
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The profundity of the mundane compels me to seek followers.
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