My angel and my devil(on either shoulder)take nights off to get drunk and play pokerso I can be a revelationof guilt-free sarcasm through written word..
When I was just a little girl, maybe about eight years old, my grams told me a story. A story that haunted me my entire life. It was about a man named..
My dearest darling, my treatment has startedI sleep in a boxbehind multiple locksand I sit and I rock 'cause my blood pressure's shot but they tell me..