Where the “I love someone who’s taken” saga ends.
Short unfinished story.
A week of loving.
A mission statement of sorts.
Came to the cyber, because my laptop power cord has been missing for a few days.
REDLINE Push the accelerator. Excuse me, I meant the “gas.” Hit the gas. Watch out for the redline! Just kidding. Most vehicles have a built in protection. A rev limiter. Still. Push it to at least the last white number, every so often. Now. Downshifting. It almost feels like a lost art. Try it once… Continue reading December 9 and 10 collection
Without growth There’s no happiness I like you, for you speak your mind. Rather, your words only seem to come out when you absolutely can’t hold it in. You have taught me how to feel. And by myself I have learned how to live. Yes I am a bozo. I fucking love it. Love me,… Continue reading Today, and everyday.
What has happened these last couple of days.