Yes, man, let's go for a ride, so many things that we could try.
I promise this is my last post today. You don't even have to read it.
Their clothes were the last line of defense, prison bars that they kissed and held hands through. She wondered what lay beyond, but the landscape was blurred, made foggy by their brief touches.
I just wanted to brag that I think my writer's block might be ending.
Their clothes were the last line of defense, prison bars that they kissed and held hands through. She wondered what lay beyond, but the landscape was blurred, made foggy by their brief touches.
I just wanted to brag that I think my writer's block might be ending.
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