I waited in line at the grocery store and stared at the tabloid magazines.
The summer I turned ten was filled with church bells and local choirs singing the town’s sorrows.
Tom has been waking up the last few days with a sense of dread.
In the small town of Hamnia, a healthy baby girl named Melissa was born to proud parents, Mr. and Mrs. Denver Campus.
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2018. Rooftops and grey skies. Ash and concrete. I’m a runaway, running from mediocrity, surfing across ocean blues. […]
IM DRUNK. IM Not sure where to begibn. Im not even quiet sure I knew how I got […]