Cameron N

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StoryHow do we get back Cameron N08 years 4 months ago
StoryKeith Cameron N18 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Boy Who Makes Your Nose Tingle Cameron N011 years 6 months ago
StoryA Poem About the Moon Cameron N411 years 11 months ago
StoryIn Your Light Cameron N212 years 2 months ago
StoryLonging for an Absolute Cameron N112 years 2 months ago
StoryJoy Like No Other Cameron N312 years 2 months ago
StoryA Lonely Overture Cameron N012 years 4 months ago
StoryFridays Cameron N012 years 6 months ago
StoryWelcome to the Sun Cameron N012 years 9 months ago
StoryUrban Oasis Cameron N112 years 9 months ago
StoryLittle Flower Cameron N212 years 9 months ago
StorySelf-Redemption Cameron N112 years 9 months ago
StoryThe Men Are Doing Business Cameron N012 years 9 months ago
StorySmashed Cameron N212 years 9 months ago
StoryNothing but Letters Cameron N112 years 9 months ago
StoryThe Final Supper Cameron N012 years 9 months ago
StoryIn the Light of the Night Cameron N112 years 9 months ago
StoryI Don't Like It Here Cameron N313 years 5 months ago
StoryPain Like No Other Cameron N314 years 2 months ago
StoryFrom the Inside Cameron N014 years 4 months ago
StoryWhy did the star dust dance Mark Heathcote314 years 8 months ago
StoryThe Door: Chapter 1 Cameron N214 years 8 months ago

My stories

How do we get back

How do we get back This melancholy lurks under everything and seeps like purple haze through silent moments to turn every sunset blue. The fall wind...

Keith

When I'm with you I feel safe. Your arms are home. I pull them around me like a blanket I could doze inside for days. Sometimes when we're lying on...
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The Boy Who Makes Your Nose Tingle

If you meet a boy who makes your nose tingle, marry him. Because if he can make your nose tingle, then he can make your spine shiver and your toes...

In Your Light

Whether a scavenger hunt under the covers, or a tender lèvres aux lèvres, my legs always turn to jelly. I am weak with unfettered elation. It bubbles...

A Lonely Overture

Along the cobblestone I wander, aimless and jaded. Long is the night, its forbidding black oblivion stretching on into eternity but for the meek and...

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