November 2009
5 posts
i'm no longer hired, she said that i've been...
‘Home’ is pretty much a giant reminder of better days that I can’t get back.
The drive home, the restaurants we’ve eaten at, running around the lake. Torture.
For some reason, I decided to bring home your face lotion that you had left at my place. Each morning I am maliciously teased but it’s scent.
starting now, i'm starting over.
tell me your words have got no concept of time!
it's been awhile since we talk last, and i'm...
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it’s time you and i get reacquainted. making up for lost time.
tbd.
and I stay like that, hands locked in my lap, what...