Eggs in the City

“um," i said, trying to recover my thought. “eggs. i saw… eggs." he looked over at the display of eggs, a stray hand reaching down to scratch his belly.

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Finding Home: Chapter 1

The music became close to silent under my thoughts. what if this new town is horrible, what if i get picked on.

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Living Large Ch: 4

my thoughts pause for a second. i really have to stop lecturing myself, if someone could hear my thoughts i'd look crazy. chris's body suddenly pinned me to a wall, his paws held mine down at bay and i was taken by surprise.

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The Gift of Godhood

Over time, even my thoughts steadily begin to wink out like snuffed candlelights; my mind falling asleep in a more absolute way than ever before.

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Where Kitsune Wait (Chapter 13)

As i feed wood to the flames and arrange a sleeping spot, my thoughts drift helplessly. from the man-eater in the village to the one in the forest.

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Diary of the Dark Sister

I went crazy without somewhere to put my thoughts. i should never have buried you, faithful journal. you've always been here for me. always ready to hear my thoughts. i'm sorry i buried you. i thought you were poisoning my mind, but i was wrong.

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Director's Cut

my thoughts were wound too tight around riley. i wanted to show him my body. wanted to manhandle him. fuck, i wanted to taste him. i was so horny i couldn't get my thoughts off of him. he seemed so gentle.

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Where All of the Bones are Buried

At that point i was dazed, my thoughts uneven flashes of musing but what lay in the snow before me caused a tumult of feelings ranging from disbelief, confusion, wariness as well as a bit of unjust rage.

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Finding New Life (Part 1 of 3)

my thoughts were deep. my eyes heavy and soon those thoughts begin to fade away as i gaze off into slumber behind the wheel, just before being awaken by the loud sound of a truck not too far in the distance.

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Journal to Dad, Entry 4

I went to the kitchen down the hall and to the right of its opening to the living room area, to make breakfast and put your lunch together of course but to also gather my thoughts.

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Awkward Mutt

I wonder if anyone can read my face for my thoughts? nah, i always look pissed... am i? yeah... no, just kind of frustrated and... lonely...

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