Biography
I like to write about the things that make my mind run while I try to sleep.
Samples
" He's laying sideways crooked on the couch one foot dangling off the edge loud snores pour out from his smooshed mouth his heads in my lap and while i sit here in silence and hold this human being on my lap so vulnerable i think to myself why am i so okay with hurting you? he rolls over and one eye is slit open "i love you" he says I pretended I didn't hear " - The Fourth of December
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Blog entries by jacque penguin
turning point (08/02/2019)
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