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There are two types of fucked you can be at eighteen: fucked and really fucked. Thanks to my birth exam, I was categorized as really fucked . The official name was Doner. Apparently, living six different mothers, fathers, siblings, lives made me less compliant. More likely to fight back. I had two and a half minutes to kill myself. I’d calculated every step—how lo...
I hate being born.
Apr 19, 2025
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I HATED Astrid’s fiancé. I know you should always respect your best friend’s choices, but Adam made it difficult. His family was rich—and I mean RICH. Initially, I actually liked him. When Astrid first introduced us, he seemed like a pretty chill guy. I think it was the way he spoke that enchanted me. Adam had a way with words, almost like everything he said was a song lyric. He was well-sp...
I was murdered at my best friend's wedding.
Apr 19, 2025
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Uncle Wes was at it again . When I was eight, my mother predicted the exact time and date I would die. Yet she failed to predict how often my siblings and I would be kidnapped by our ‘eccentric’ uncle. Eccentric was a strong word. I preferred psycho. It wasn't unusual for me to spend Friday night tied up in my uncle’s storage container. At eight, I should have been at home watching car...
When I was 8 years old, my mother told me I was going to die.
Apr 19, 2025
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