July 2011
The unreal is more powerful than the real. Because nothing is as perfect as you...
– Chuck Palahniuk, Choke
I have fallen in love with this poem...
The Archipelago Of Kisses by Jeffrey McDaniel
We live in a modern society. Husbands and wives don’t grow on trees, like in the old days. So where does one find love? When you’re sixteen it’s easy, like being unleashed with a credit card in a department store of kisses. There’s the first kiss. The sloppy kiss. The peck. The sympathy kiss. The backseat smooch. The we ...
The feeling of having new and clean bed sheets.
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