My sis

My sis, Angie and I had always been close so we usually hung out with the same group of friends. She is a little more than a year older than me and the summer before[…]

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My dream of you

I find myself swimming through a mist-filled lake really remembering how I got there, to this place of magic and streamers of moss and old branches, writing the stories of their once beautiful blooming flowers[…]

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The massage

I wanted to do something special for you, because I know how hard you work and that you really need to just relax sometimes. The only thing that came to mind was giving you a[…]

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