Eighty-seven.
I miss remembering her name.
. . . . . . . . .
I have something to say to you if you have a second.
I love you!
And they lived happily ever after.
(A sweet, sweet, sweet. short, short, short, story indeed.)
I love how you didn't treat me like a puzzle to be solved. You inadvertently made me stop pulling myself apart, and then I started embracing the flaws, the ones you say you love.
The therapist told me to talk about my feelings.
So I told her.
Now she quit.
I will forever wish he were you.
(*Writing this just to get an enough amount of words to post :))
Mother taught me how to shave.
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For word count 1, 2, 3, 4, 5
Front row seat, no popcorn or drink.
Watched the movie and screamed throughout.
It was my life all over again and again and again ...
This is my hell
I learned to let go of it all.
(no regrets, none at all, this is a new beginning)
World’s complete Destruction at 9 O’clock tonight. The special report tonight at 11 O’clock broadcast.
