The Mixtape

by Brittainy C. Cherry

If I had a book, a jam-packed playlist, and a dog companion, I was a happy guy.

Is it too early to put this fault on the shoulders of Oliver?

Putting it on Oliver is CRAZYYYY. I HATE BLOGS!!!

“Then there is no way we are poor. We have clothes on our backs, a roof over our head, a car to drive, and each other’s love. No one can be poor if they have love.”

When it rains, it pours, but the rain always stops, and the sun comes out again.

“You said you were just the chef.” A softness flooded Oliver’s eyes. “You’re so much more than just the chef.”

Sometimes healing means slicing open the scars that made you hurt so much before and examining them to fully understand yourself.

cock

Yuck