Booked Up For Tonight
I’m desperate to finish the last few pages of The Tenant of Wildfell Hall by Anne Bronte. Gilbert Markham has finally got the balls to elude his crotchety mother and is pussy-footing at the gates of Helen Huntingdon’s estate in…
C.O.M.A.T.O.S.E.
やばい。。。 (Crap.) 眠くて瞼が。。。 (My eyelids…are…) 重かった。。。 (…heavy with sleep…)
WE BACK IN DA HOUSE!
Yep, me and my Heels Crew, we back in the game! (‘∀`)ゝ” For the past several months, we’ve been on a wicked dry spell. I mean, REALLY wicked. Yeah, we threw out some onesies and twosies here and there, but…
The Brief and Wondrous Life of Mimi’s Memories & Release
Just moments ago I tried to reheat my coffee in a kitchen cabinet. I swayed sleepily into the kitchen, yanked open a kitchen cupboard, deposited my mug between the jar of pink Himalayan salt and packages of potato starch and…
End? No, the journey doesn’t end here.
The grey rain-curtain of this world rolls back, and all turns to silver glass, and then you see it. White shores, and beyond, a far green country under a swift sunrise.
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