Happiness. It's relative.
These are my new shoes. I am wearing them with socks to break them in. When I wear them, I walk like Frankenstein. They might have been cuter in the picture because, of course, I buy everything online. I hate actual shopping, except at… Continue Reading “Sunday Shoe In”
Shoes so beautiful they should be strung on a gold necklace and worn with a perfect black dress, buried for eternity, too wicked in life, the pain of walking remembered but now forgiven. _____________________ 33 words inspired by a photo of my beloved red… Continue Reading “To the Grave”
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