Over a drink her friend asked her, what happened with that guy you really liked, did he ever come back to you?
She lifted her vodka shot and necked it. 145 more words
Looking outside today, I noticed what we used to call as children a “writing spider.” In actuality it was a garden spider. This beautiful arachnid boasts a bright yellow and black abdomen, an orange head and long slender black legs. 248 more words