I’m drowning. You are the life guard.
You didn’t save me.
Now I’m dead inside.
If you did your job I would still be fine.
But maybe everyone else is messed up and I am fine. Ok that’s definitely not it.
I’m not alright.
You didn’t do your job.
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The Little Things I Dream Up
Non-FictionThis is just a book of things I think up. All of them (unless otherwise mentioned) are copyrigthed under my penname @Ashley_Tomlinson_
