Category: Confessions
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I hate summer. Summer is a battle for me. I am like opposite bear and want to hibernate May through… Read more.
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Empty roads beckon wanderlust, Heaven torn asunder by the sun Read more.
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Halfway through the memories on haunted hill, halfway through the turnstiles stuck in glue, sun burns red, sun burns blue,… Read more.
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I can’t say anything anymore, it doesn’t fit through the walls — the sun paper is too thin over the… Read more.
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And there were orange baptized bullets lodged in a wall of sea salt adobe and skull, a hard skull of… Read more.
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She came down from the sky on a glowing escalator and I waited for her in the parking lot. But… Read more.
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Most days of the week, I watch an episode of SpongeBob SquarePants with my 20-year-old stepson. It’s his favorite show,… Read more.
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Two years straight and it still feels like the very first time I touched her. We drifted off clutching each… Read more.
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Why is it now 10 million memories later That you appear When I feel my hand empty In a moment… Read more.
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I’m someone who eats cereal at night. I’ve never much enjoyed cereal as it was intended – a breakfast food… Read more.
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