God, I want you so bad. I will sacrifice myself. You can lie on my breast and whisper sweet nothings in my ear. Why do you make me hunger for you? God you sexy bastard. You make me feel alive and the rest of me is dead. I love you, my iPad.
The end.
[This is where I write my stories. The irony is that I was thinking about someone else in my head but I decided not to write the person so it just came to be about my iPad... you know who you are :P ]
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Love From Me
Non-FictionA short anthology about my experiences of being a disabled person living in the 21st Century in Australia. Love From Me is about me having Cerebral Palsy and me coming to terms with it. In retrospect, for people who have known me, you know that I ne...
