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sat on his worn out couch
Category: Writing and Poetry
Him: I don’t want to do this anymore. Her: Then stop. Him: I can’t. Her: Why not? Him: Because I’ve started. Because if I stop, what was the point? Her: There was never a point. Him: That’s worse. Her: It is. Him: Tell me something good. Her: Alright. One time, in summer, we stood at the edge of the lake and threw » Continue Reading