Tag: Anonymous

Coffee Addicts Anonymous

For a while, there were no consequences for my coffee addiction. I started doing amazing in school, my parents remained in the dark, and I earned a full scholarship.

My First Day at Alcoholics Anonymous

For most people, Alcoholics Anonymous might be a second chance, a new lease on life. For me, it was a place for people to make fun of my most vulnerable physical attributes.

Handholder’s Anonymous

If you're in the exclusive club of 'college students for monogamous sex,' chances are your hand is glommed onto your babe right now. But shouldn't it be down your pants?

Dear Anonymous

<p>I'm not mad that you tell me I am a terrible writer who needs to proof read his shit. If there is one thing we can both agree on is that I am a bad person who makes terrible decisions, and most of the decisions effect the way I write.

Narcotics Anonymous Goes to the Park

Mary Jane, Crystal, Harry, and newcomer druggies Val and Cracker attend the weekly NA meeting, only this time in a public park, where the temptation to sell themselves to kids becomes too much to resist.

Narcotics Anonymous

Mary Jane, Crystal, Harry, X and all your other drug buddies come together for their weekly NA meeting. Some blame their abusers for their problems, some can't wait to be abused again, and others just want to scream at you and keep you awake.

Scientology Meets Alcoholics Anonymous

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