Moose Snot
The smell of burning bridges.
The memory of smoke
Saturday, September 19, 2015
So lonely
Really feeling the loss, however temporary. Dealing, but not well. Head getting in a particularly bad place.
Must be brave.
Thursday, September 17, 2015
Tinky wink my ass.
Again, and again. Again for now. And.
So be it.
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