Small Things

Had a shit night last night. Woke up at 00:30 all sweated from a dream that doesnt make any sense to me. The funny thing about this is that i dont dream. Or i dont remember any time that i dream. Woke up with the words “Was the shag good? Was it worth it?”. TheContinue a ler “Small Things”

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