It’s a childish I know, mixing imagination and fractions of reality like this but how can I move on from all the memories I have of you? How can I forget the nights under the warm summer air. In the soft pillowy bed as you caress my hair.
IA got rid of the body successfullyAs he pulled away we exchanged thumbs ups.
s the trash truck pulled into the street I raced out to get the bin there. Just in time.
CSoncrete.Stamp on
Bplashing underfoot, children
Greak to ponds in the street.
Frey pregnant skies
Wrame lawns, neatly kept.
Ohere lilies
On steps. In the gardens
On paths and
Dn houses,
Bownpours
Rattering.
Lelentless and
Fash down, cold
at drops
Now she has to follow Jack O'Connell — an agent as sharp-tongued as he is unreadable — into a world that's existed alongside her own all along, without her ever knowing it.
IW had this random thought today while i was mindlessly scrolling on my phone. Imagine someone gives you $1 million but there's one catch you can never use a phone again.ould you give up your phone forever for $1 million?
Subsequently, he gave me an example of how he changed the word “love” to “loved” because it was about someone he had lost his bond with. And since he was being so cryptic about it, i asked him who it was about.