Eleven Eighteen Ten, How I Feel About You
The thoughts and my drink aren’t near as warm as I’d like them to be. The stolen pill-the walk in the park just after dusk, its getting dark. Animals and wind present; I creep through the light as...
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Sometimes I just think about being at a beer garden, sun shining, with my friends across from me. Then I stop… And for a moment I think of nothing. Then I start thinking about being at a beer garden...
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If one were to work on the slowest computer in the world, it would be this one. I am certain of it. I have never spent so much of my time spending so much of my time. It has happened today, and last...
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