The things we keep to ourselves… they haunt us. She sat on the hard floor, tracing the grooves. The music up slightly too loud for a calm evening, the tequila bottle now rolled across the floor towards the trash bin. This was day 3 of the same pre-sleep routine. Loud music, a bottle or two … Continue reading Spoken in shadows… PT1
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Love or lie?
When all is said and done. Where can one truly find love? It’s funny how a marriage dies. How one goes from being so damn happy to boom! it’s over. It's funny to me because those white picket fences are so misleading. They're like a scarecrow meant to distract you from what's growing beneath the … Continue reading Love or lie?
Broken… 12
You seem to be going a little heavy on this whole “be to busy to think” thing. Are you sure you’re doing okay? Natalie shifted over and curled up under the blanket next to me. I’m not to busy to think. I thought of how fun a movie night with you would be didn’t I? … Continue reading Broken… 12
Thinking out loud 