I must make note of the time. The exactly fucking anything that I know to be true. That is right now. I know I am not dreaming. I know what is real and not real, I know physical shit, but… Read More ›
Day: January 25, 2019
She opened her eyes, and saw him next to her, if only for a moment.
“You’re just like bubble gum,” she said. “How so?” he asked. “I’m so tired of spelling everything out for you,” she said back.