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Often we went down to the beach, me holding her hand and the wind whispering in her ear. She would...
Jul 24th
disturbingtheuniverse: I wish to get lost, to walk down...
Jul 24th
The night I met Topher was a windy night, the kind of night when you just know it’s going to...
Jul 23rd
I wake up to the rumbling of my stomach. Brown stains on the ceiling look vaguely like clouds caught...
Jul 21st