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America. In England it was a thousand shades of white. Here the people are like flowers, unique and exquisite. Winston stands very upright, but I notice that he does that a lot. He's no stiffer than usual. There's been a delay, so we have to wait in the airport for an hour. It's cold in the airport, and I'm just wearing a sweatshirt, jeans, and boots. For half an hour, we eat. Then it's on to the waiting area. There ought to be a first class waiting area, so the rich people can continue luxuriating in their wealth between flights. I smile. That would push it too far. I've ridden in coach before, felt the disgust with the first

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Selvina's Story Chapter Twelve

It's quiet on the plane now. Winston is still asleep. I just woke up. There is still the quiet hum of the plane and a soft murmur of voices from coach, but there are no crying babies, no vociferous arguments, and everyone in first class is either asleep or reading. Winston is sleeping in his seat, sitting straight up, with his face forward. It's so symmetrical. I could never sleep that way. I woke up draped over the armrest and within drooling distance of Winston's shoulder. Fortunately I wasn't drooling. Or at least I don't think I was. I wonder what she would think of drooling. She's not here. She's left me alone for now. A ste

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Chapter Two We don't sleep in the room. I don't want him to sleep there, and I have never slept there. I will never sleep there. It is my slaughterhouse. It doesn't really have a bed--just a chopping block that resembles one. Instead I give him my room. I sleep on the couch. I could sleep with him, but I would feel strangely indecorous. I don' know why. I've never really given any thought to these matters before, but he is so quiet and vulnerable. I don't want to upset him. He attempts a polite exit, but instead I offer him my room. He sighs in relief even as he tells me that he doesn't want to trouble me. I give him my room. I believe h

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I know almost nothing of Winston. He knows more of me than I do of him. This is rare. Usually when I meet someone I am the quiet observer, the receptive listener. Winston doesn't crave a listener, though. He doesn't crave attention, that is the problem. He doesn't dwell upon himself. And so I cannot dwell upon him, delve into him, and devour him. Instead I must watch him watching me, and we must watch each other. This is rare for me. He looks at me as if I am one apart. I wonder if he is right, if he realizes that this does not necessarily denote something positive. We sit in silence as we drink our coffee and he seems comforted

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I admit that I am not anxious to get out of the house. I usually stay indoors during the daytime, and haven't been out to breakfast for years. Then again, Winston seemed eager when I made the suggestion, so it must be something good. What's bad about Winston, anyway? This time I take my motorcycle. I don't fancy me and Winston in a cab, and besides, I love my motorcycle. Winston wears the spare helmet and we take off to buy pastries in a nearby shop. We also buy cans of fruit juice to take with us. Then I drive out to a green little flat road where there is little traffic and stop. We eat here, under a little tree. I like Winston.

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I finish my pastry and place the fruit cans into my bag. Breakfast is over. He straightens from his leaning position and turns toward the motorcycle. He walks past me carefully, letting me have my space and stepping around me. I reach out and snatch his hand before he can manuever around me. "Winston." He looks at me, and I can feel his pulse hammering away in his wrist. He's nervous, scared. Of me? I can't tell. He knows, she tells me, but he cannot. He cannot know. It is impossible. He is only terrified of himself. I lead him back toward the tree, lean him against it, and kiss him. It's very delicate and proper on his side, s

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kaiserofnothing

Sep 19, 2009

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I forgot this deviant art site even existed...Well I am finally writing again.  It's been a long time and all my old journal entries are so funny...they are all from when I was 17 lol. Well anyway now I'm 22 and my wife has gone off the deep end and it's over. and that's why i'm writing again--or rather that's why i haven't written in so long.  I met her during the first year of college. Now I'm going to be writing some better things, I hope.

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May 13, 2005

YES

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Swim is over. Now all I have to do is one more AP test and finals, which should be a breeze.  Ooooooooo yeah.  

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Mar 6, 2005

Just say no

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Brainwashing doesn't work.  eventually people just decide they wanna see for themselves. Everyone around me...they are always straightedge or ultra christian...but eventually, the brainwashing cracks, and they go out and do the things that thier little rules say not to do. My parents foiled this by not really giving me this kind of brainwashing.  So I found out that brainwashing ends up backfiring, and if you start out with nothing you end up with nothing.  Or maybe not....maybe you start out with nothing and end up with all your own stuff.  Yeah that sounds better, I like that better.  But I hate analyzing anything because all I ever think