And through continuance, I’ve found a slice of peace.

I'm sitting here in my soon to be prior apartment, on my parents futon from 1998 (which is very nice and solid wood by the way), cat cuddled on my lap, a crocheted blanket my mom made me for Christmas between me and him, Single Drunk Female season 2, episode 1 on the TV in... Continue Reading →

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