My world keeps changing, so I write.

You are but a flickering light; not a candle but a lantern that fades and brightens in the evening. It is only when you brighten that I take any notice of your enticing warmth, but when it calls I cannot bear to resist you. I know that I must be careful as I'm called to you. I know that it would bring me pain to touch you, even momentarily, but as I watch your light in the early hours of the morning I feel as though that moment of contact would be worth a lifetime of pain or an eternity of black… Continue

Just going to post my collection of "leaves" from the last couple of

months. Most of were without planning and completely unedited. They

were just a bit of fun.

There is nothing sadder than drinking alone, that’s what I was always told. But red wine with dinner doesn’t count as ‘drinking’ really, does it? Okay, so I had a glass before I ate as well. And a
couple after. And now I’m a little tipsy. Well, a lot tipsy. But at
lea

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Just going to post my collection of "leaves" from the last couple of

months. Most of were without planning and completely unedited. They

were just a bit of fun.

‘What about coffee dear? What about coffee?’ She shakes her head.

‘Sugar? Do we need any more sugar?’ She shakes her head again.

‘Milk? How about milk? Do we need milk?’ She shakes her head a third time.

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Just going to post my collection of "leaves" from the last couple of

months. Most of were without planning and completely unedited. They

were just a bit of fun.

How do you take that back? He’s probably gotten past me by now, moved right along with his life, found himself a new woman. Rebound. Well, it’s not really a rebound if we never had a relationship in the
first place. It’s just a replacement. Someone else to think about when
he’s cold and lo

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Just going to post my collection of "leaves" from the last couple of

months. Most of were without planning and completely unedited. They

were just a bit of fun.

‘Are we allowed to drink the coffee?’ my best friend asked, waving his hand in a half-hearted gesture to the teacher.

‘Sure.’ He was kind which is unusual at a school camp. Almost all of the people who overheard the teacher’s answer stood up at once and made th

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