You and me.
Walking on earth.
That’s the only way I’ll listen.
Every other time you want to bring it up.
On a call.
In the middle of something.
I just don’t Continue reading Imagine too again I’m old
Where are they? I’m not going to bullshit with you, I’m not going to let you steer me down some fuck-alley — Where are they? Do you have any idea what I could do to you? Do you have any notion of your own safety? You think because we’re in a public place that you’re safe? Hm.
I’m going Continue reading Over Coffee