Attempted updates at the whim of the moon from the adventures of a queer on a quest to find themself and save the world.
Saturday, November 23, 2019
Day 23: Love bites
Love Bites
I take stock of my hickeys in the mirror.
Not the worst it's ever been.
Nonetheless, my chest aches.
It's always like that after she's gone.
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