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Back to the mountains

I flew out of New Orleans on Thursday, there have been tears. Lots of them. I feel like I don’t know who I am here, or maybe it’s that I really am nobody here? 314 more words


The Look

He kissed me, then he looked into my eyes & it felt like he could see through me. Like he could see inside, all of my good, all of my bad, like he saw it all and still wanted more. 235 more words


Sweet nothings

Hanging out at my favorite local bar with my favorite bartender, who I’ve had a bit of a flirtation with all summer. At some point while we were chatting, he says, “You’re so well adjusted! 52 more words

Becoming Me