A Dear Friend
“My slow journey back to him is what defines this kind of quiet love.”
making itHey I’m going to be an artist
NebraskaThe Last WaltzMaybe it wouldn’t be so bad
Make me whatever Crissy is having.
I’m listening to Springsteen and Dylan and I’m writing about our friendship.
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I know it’s not supposed to work this way. We damaged daughters should seek healing in therapy, not romantic relationships.
I grew up with food stamps, latchkeys, Lee jeans from an outlet, Campbell’s soup, three deadbeat dads, and a mother who wrote letters to a TV evangelist praying for a husband.