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The Choice

Did you smell the t-shirt I slept in after I went out the door? Because I did. Did you feel my arm around you when I wasn’t there and you...

Kill off Cinderella

I met a man once. He was everything, everything I was supposed to want. He, brought coffee to bed in the morning, gave massages before I...

Pt 2. Never alone

Pt. 2 press play I catch a glimpse of my reflection in a train window as we rush through a tunnel. The woman looking back at me is...

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