Stephanie Klein Greek Tragedy

Destiny isn’t a matter of chance it’s a matter of choice.  It’s not a thing to be waited for; it’s a thing to be achieved.
I received an email about Greek Tragedy from sleeptodream posing the following question:

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The spice of life is bullshite. It’s an excuse for men to spread their seed, and for women to be treated to the best restaurants 6 nights a week. Because even god took a day of rest, probably to get…

I’ve been weeping during movies, even the previews, and I can’t go anywhere near Central Park. Pregnant ladies, fathers pushing strollers, a little girl with a balloon tied wrist, families huddle on picnic blankets, a boy tests training wheels. Friends…

When you really know a foreign language, you think in it. Idioms, turns of phrase, mannerisms. Words make sentences, but now they’re ideas. New ways of thinking. You learn to pout and please in a gesture. Doors slide open, as…

I’m trying not to be an enabler of bad habits, but I simply have to talk about this because I’m sitting at my desk covered in disbelief.  Did you know anyone can order diet pills online, and I’m not talking…

My nose is running and periodically throughout the episode my hands sweep over my face, pushing tears into my hair.  The final episode of Sex and The City aired tonight.  I couldn’t watch it with anyone… I feared someone might…

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1. I wet the bed until I was in 6th grade.
2. I ate dinner with Jack Nicholson. There were 5 of us. I…

If the best of all possible worlds were reality, I wouldn’t have to shave.  My nails would be long and manicured.  Polish wouldn’t chip. 
If the best of all possible worlds were reality, I would be a mother of healthy…