Oh. God. I miss you.
B Sea is sitting on my couch and talking to Erin on the phone after divulging some news of the most scandalous nature.
I try to tell stories of the three of us together, but I never get it right in words. Someday, soon, I hope, the three of us will be in the same time at the same place.
I try to tell stories of the three of us together, but I never get it right in words. Someday, soon, I hope, the three of us will be in the same time at the same place.