"You know how when you're driving and it's pouring down rain, you drive under a bridge and everything stops. Everything goes silent and it's almost peaceful. Then you finally get out from under the bridge, and everything hits you a little harder than before.
You were my bridge."
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ER0TICALUM
Aug 24, 2015 02:39AM
I'm sure those of you who are reading my latest novel have noticed that I haven't updated in a few weeks. I currently have a portion of the next chapter written already, but I'm in a bit of a rut at...View all Conversations
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