"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Do I belong? A question I seem to ask each time I face my mirror. Whether I'm waking up stretching the crust off of my limbs and eyes, Or, Taking my clothes off before hopping in my shower after a long day of work, That question rings inside of both of my brittle ears like... Continue Reading →
I peeped Chill at the bar while I was bussing tables at Red Eagle, Drunk on a few drinks, Most importantly, Smiling across the room towards the bartender, Shaq. (Nice guy by the way!) They were both having a conversation, But I couldn't hear what they were saying exactly. I just knew that I wanted... Continue Reading →
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