The smoky room was irritating my lungs, and the stuffiness of the room couldn’t be helped since we were on the ground floor and opening a window felt a little too precarious in this unknown area of Boston. I had weird dreams all night of our nameless, faceless host opening the front ...
But the Word of God who created the world took upon himself our breath, our lungs, our tongue and lips, our ears. So he speaks, for he came to open the tongue of the silenced ones and calls them to shout for joy. And this begins when he asks, “What is your name?” The demon...
hang on to her for dear life. (i had a different friend lose her passport while we were in ireland once. on the way to search for it, she sang at the top of her lungs. i have not loosened my grip on her.)
And yet…when they’re all putting together an order of Chinese food or Chipotle, and they don’t ask me if I want to participate, I feel very left out. It’s so weird – my inner eating disorder should be glad that I become conveniently inconspicuous when they’re selecting their ...
It did. There was a fresh breeze blowing in from the Atlantic, and I filled my lungs gratefully. I had not realized until that instant just how foul the air below had been. "Very fine, Captain," said Mercer, nodding. "You have signaled the men on shore to send out a boat t...
5.Today, I was having sex with my boyfriend. When he was about to orgasm, he screamed "Yes Brittany!" at the top of his lungs. My name's not Brittany. That's his sister. FML 今天,我在和我的男朋友OOXX。当他要丢了的时候,他突然声嘶力竭地大喊“太棒了Brittany!!”我的名字不是Brittany...
It’s weird to feel good about my banking. But it’s getting better and better. And their eyes will pop March 1, 2017Behind the scenes When I was a high school drama nerd, a friend of mine asked if I could run the light board for a dinner theatre cabaret show. I went to a rehe...
i learned i had a giant aneurysm in my right atrium—which means the wall of the heart chamber had ballooned out and blood was sitting there, coagulating. there were clots the size of ping-pong balls, and if one of them had traveled elsewhere, like to my lungs, i could have died. ...
I decided my lungs were ruined and quit smoking cigarettes, weed and meth all at the same time. Luckily I didn’t get addicted to meth (i was so scared from taking too much I to this day am to afraid to even think of going near it). However I did go through withdrawal for ...
(I later found out that my problems were partially caused by a medicine I was taking that gave me horrible heartburn; this made me feel like my lungs were closing up and my whole chest was tight.) The road section scoots along a series of vineyards with both grape vines and hops—...