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StoryJeans, back pocket, yours post_it012 years 5 months ago
StoryHis keys post_it012 years 5 months ago
StoryInside your school bag post_it012 years 5 months ago
StoryGrass blade post_it012 years 5 months ago
StoryFridge post_it012 years 5 months ago
StoryDesk, October post_it012 years 5 months ago
StoryEmpty Starbucks mug post_it012 years 5 months ago
StoryFax machine post_it012 years 5 months ago
StoryEmpty envelope post_it012 years 5 months ago

My stories

Empty envelope

This is just to say I got sick of waiting for you (still I miss you) only words, only words now and I've emailed you again, on impulse, even though I...

Under the table

This is just to say at the time being untrusting was not the most sensible thing to be but that can only be seen backwards. It is forgotten now.

Rock, museum gardens

This is just to say the sky was so white, like a blank pillow, I somehow expected it (in retrospect) to be bloodstained.

Music score

This is just to say I am not as self-same as you think me to be; I am mentally blinded by starlight.

His keys

This is just to say I wish it wasn't my fault and that I didn't have to see this new side.

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