Last night, I dreamt that I wrote a poem. It was a kickass poem. Today I woke up and it wasn't true. I really wish that dream had been real.
I know, I know. Go forth and make it real!
Ha ha. Easier said than done.
Last Thursday I was 23. (Or maybe 27.) - On Thursday morning of last week, I drove around town looking for a place where I could get something similar to this. I know what you’re thinking, and tha...
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