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Melted Cheese and Murder
It was bizarre, talking about killing someone. In a public place. Over pizza. I couldn't take it anymore. No matter how many times my parents told me to stay away from Bobby I just... couldn't. I'd turn up at home bleeding, covered with bruises, and they'd say, "Stop hanging out with him..." They didn't get it. He'd got under my skin.
By L.C. Schäferabout 4 hours ago in Criminal
Prettier If You Smiled
I know lots of women say they want to be beautiful, but for me the downsides outweigh the advantages. If I wanted to skate by on my looks, it'd be great. I want to work hard and be taken seriously. It's difficult to achieve that, being a woman in STEM. Being "pretty" doesn't help.
By L.C. Schäfer2 days ago in Fiction
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