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May 20 - May 21, 2023
His eyes begged me for understanding, and mine begged him for love.
When I’d first come back, it was almost as if she were a zombie, and then she’d let me in that night we went up the Incline. Now, she wasn’t a zombie, but rather an actress. She told me everything was fine with her words, but her eyes betrayed that lie.
Mondays often required three or more cups of coffee.
“If I am a river, you are the ocean. It all comes back to you in the end.”