“You write?”
He ask, on our first date. He was an ex journalist, he thought I was too. “Few years ago, I
Read moreHe ask, on our first date. He was an ex journalist, he thought I was too. “Few years ago, I
Read moreOr so he asked. He looked at me and smiled, so soft. “You’ve changed a lot, right?” I played with
Read more“Only us left, honey.” “Uh huh, anyway.. Do you know how to become God?” *he shakes his head* “When you
Read moreDear young me, I woke up this morning thinking about you. Yes, you, reading this. And then I sat in
Read moreI’m sorry. Sometimes life is just too much for people, and even though I hope you’ll never understand what I
Read moreI’m going to the past today. Stalking some of your early year tweet’s. I know, that was a very bad
Read morePurple Haze was in my brain, lately things don’t seem the same, actin’ funny but I don’t know why ‘scuse
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