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Continue reading →: Sunday Plans
What are you doing tomorrow? Well, technically I’m typing this at “tomorrow” from yesterday, it is 2:22 am exactly as I am typing this sentence. If I didn’t have to work, I think I would have liked a Sunday morning stroll at the markets… there’s one outside the Arts Centre…
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Continue reading →: Giddyness
The future is lookingvery bright tonight. So muchto look forward to. So muchto process. A lot of fun. The kindness offamily and friends. Genuinefriends. Grateful for genuine friends. Past and Present.
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Continue reading →: Emotional Boyfriend
I can’t spell it out for you.You’ll have to trust yourintuition. Yes, it’s you. You’re myEmotional Boyfriend.The one in my mind’s eye.The one I met in my Melbournedays and nights.The one that I know is safe.Is my guy. Sometimes there were real fears,yes. But I remembered something elselast night. A…
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Continue reading →: VooDoo? Dark Magick?
Are there any toxic “friends” doing VooDoo or Dark Magick on us? Do you think? No, I don’t think so. You don’t? Why not? I saw a sign from the Universe today. You did? What was the sign? As I drove into work, there was a police car momentarily behind…
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Continue reading →: Italics
International Friend: “Ummm… why is he in italics in a lot of your writing?” Me: “Because I’m too lazy to keep using quotation marks. It’s more of a feeling of him, not a literal conversation that is happening, like right now.” International Friend: “Oh? I’ve NEVER read anything LIKE THIS……
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Continue reading →: “Soft Spot” (Acoustic Version) by Keshi
“I don’t go out but I’ll do it for you” — he really put in effort. Even if, he’s being stubborn. He’s being lazy, or grumpy, or feeling whatever mood. He’ll still force himself to just get on with it — for her. For the woman he loves. He won’t…
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Continue reading →: Sleepy
I’m sleepy but I’m thinkingof you.I’m sleepy but my mind isall consumed with you. Tears arisinggasping for serenitywiping awayone or twobig sighsbig breaths —I need youI’ll never admit itI’d rather cry alonethan ever say it.I miss youI need youtears on our pillowsI love you.
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Continue reading →: Not Running
To turn on my laptopwriting incessantly, channellingimaginingfantasisingreminiscingprojectingrewritingtruths or fictionsdo I really remember? Can Ireally know for sure? I knowfor a short moment I knew that it was realand now I’m tracing thesesteps of Love and manythings left unsaid.
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Continue reading →: This Time Around
Middle-aged Millennials licking each other’s wounds.Who caused it? Doesn’t matter.The festering was self-inflicted. Take it slow, don’t rush in — allvery reasonable, sound advice. Frontal lobes. Grown.
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Continue reading →: Afraid
Afraid ofour own passionsafraid ofhow deep this lovecould be if you loveme that intensely that’sscary… because whathappens when that loveturns to jealousy?
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