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February 04, 2014
Wanderlust
Which way do I want to run? East or West? I've never stuck my feet in the Pacific Ocean. The Atlantic knows me all too well. It's time to get up. Time to move. Which way do I want to run?
January 19, 2014
Infinite
Infinite. These moments we wish to keep. And try as we might, They slip away. But you can't forget that face. Sunlight shining off a face so young. Stubble you loved to run your fingers thr...
January 15, 2014
Slave to these words
These blank pages stare at me almost tauntingly "What are you gonna do?" "What are you gonna say?" I scream. I don't know! Throw the book across the room. Pick it back up and start to write...
Book Description
He tastes like cigarette smoke and masculinity
Maybe that’s why I’m addicted to his kiss…
