My emails. Back and forth with the man who had my SIM card. Please keep in mind that it’s very big of me to post these on the internet. I could just take my shame in secret and wallow in it. But I chose to share. I was wondering, is there a SIM card in…
Category: Relations
A Man Was In My House Today.
He was… from the PAST. Or maybe he was a figment of our imaginations. Or… he was dead. He used to live in our apartment twenty years ago and wanted to drop by and see it. This kind of stuff really makes you think. Here I am, celebrating Halloweekend 2010, minding my own business and…
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