Katie keeps cleaning the glass of the frames she bought at the thrift store as I say, "Really, it's not that I'm some kind of martyr, though - it's my low self-esteem that keeps me from asking for what I really want."
She wisely doesn't reply.
Nulla dies sine linea. Four sentences every day. About whatever happened that day. Most of it's even kinda true. Written by Scott Lee Williams
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