Showing posts with label Don't Expect Her To Care If You Haven't. Show all posts
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Thursday, September 5, 2013

Margarita

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In the scablands I was his sour rose made from the brittle peel of a dark and shriveled lime. I wore heartache on Tuesdays ...
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