It's Late...

It's late,My bed is empty, But I keep the spot ready for him.I make dinner,I wonder if he mightLike this or that, more garlic, or less spice.I walk down the beach,I miss holding his hand but IMemorize
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Carline:
How do i let go of the idea that this chick is just my bestfriend's sloppy seconds?
(27 June 2018)

Jeannie:
Haven't seen my brother in a year and now he's a meth addict and looks completely different, any advice?
(27 June 2018)

Jeannie:
I feel like I can't talk to him cuz he'll get mad.
(27 June 2018)

Jeannie:
It made me sad to see my brother all skinny dirty and on drugs.
(27 June 2018)

Kimberely:
How is it possible that I have such bad sense of direction?
(27 June 2018)

Kimberely:
I ve always had a bad sense of direction, no matter how hard I try to fix this.
(27 June 2018)

Kimberely:
I ve been going there every single day, and yet I still get lost.
(27 June 2018)

Kimberely:
For the last two weeks in a row, I ve been having to go to an unfamiliar spot.
(27 June 2018)

Curtis:
Buried or Cremated?
(27 June 2018)

Curtis:
I need real human input, not salesman.
(27 June 2018)