| Just because you are honest and straight-up doesn’t mean everybody else
is too. That’s the problem with living online – the anonymity of it
all. Man, you could sit in Jozi and say you’re in Berlin. Who’s going
to care enough to check it out? We’re... |
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I have never been so afraid before. I locked myself in the room - there's a single chair in here, and everything is blindingly white. Outside Riëtte is patiently trying to reason with me to let her in. She's already called you to com... |
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Another night. But tonight is different; tonight is special. She emerges from the fragrant cloud in her bathroom and saunters over to the window to look down over the city - in the middle of t... |
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She is unable to concentrate on work, on anything for that matter. That dream is still haunting her. In her mind, subconsciously at least, it seems that he is her happy place. Every time she has a day where the perfect ending is a bus flattening he... |
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These are my last few minutes alone. I’ve asked the girls to wait outside. This is the day I’ve been dreaming of for so long. You are the man I love. Why do I feel like I’m about to make the biggest mistake of my life?I slip out a... |
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Nothing beats waking up in your own bed.
Okay, technically this isn’t my bed or even my house, but I’ve been living here
for about a year and no one minds. And of course waking up means you actually
made it through the night to fight... |
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