America’s birthday is always bound to be a shitshow. Even more so this year considering it fell on a Saturday.
My cousins live one state over on a beautiful lake. 755 more words
I slept with another man last night, drunk and happy, and today I woke up just fine. Without a hangover. Or a pimple. When he kissed my lips, I was scared I would see you in him, but instead, I looked into his eyes and didn’t even realize when I closed them back. 101 more words