I needed a “someone” now. Who wouldn’t? I needed someone to understand me, in a way that my family wouldn’t. Y, I thought, would be just the one. X had come and gone, thanks to that little anonymous message calling me a worm.
Tag: vagueness
In my Dreams….
scene-1 i went to this guy who was sellin fresh orange juice. n i asked him to make ma glass of juice for my dad,then i decided that i wanted one for myself,so he gave me the 1st glass of juice that he had squeezed out.