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Jun 03, 2020 01:09AM
my inbox is still not working, so please bear that in mind if I do not reply to a pm ❤️as always, my message board is open. if you do feel like reaching out and are more comfortable doing so in priv...View all Conversations
Stories by Elizabeth
Silver Lines
With her father's old truck totaled, her best friend six feet under, and guilt weighing in her chest, aspirin...
Wallflower Petals
then the sun rose and painted
the wilted petals gold.
On Icarus Wings
but what became of the boy whose dreams
were carried on broken angel wings?