You wrote me a song. Not literally, you just sent me one. What did I do? I wrote you a book. Literally. A book of you and I. A book…
So you think you make a great muse. And why? Because you danced in the mirror while I watched your body move? Because you …
The truth about Sandra is that she has been battling with who she is for as long as she knew. Is she the girl who recently rejected a propos…
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It sits on the counter, half-full, half-empty, begging me to open my mouth and consume its brown contents. “Chapa hiyo shot.” The inne…
