This stranger,so captivating he was intranced by her black pools of eyes. She was standing in front of him before he noticed she had taken a step. All he could do was stutter standing before such a great beauty.”Buy me a drink?” She asked holding an empty glass up so he could see. “Umm…uh…yea. Bartender?”
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Conscious
When I was younger I lived in Salt Lake City. I was sort of obscure. Liking fuzzy mittens and bunnies, it seemed like everyone dismissed me as a person. Growing older I no longer like fuzzy mitten, cotton is great. It seems while everyone says why don’t you like me for who I am, when… Continue reading Conscious