March//3//2019
I'm in some bar in Texas and I miss him already.
I can't believe in a span of two weeks a guy has messed me up this much.
I'm so fucking stupid.
Good thing shitty beer is cheap.
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General Fiction"His eyes look golden in the sunlight." Xanthiel writes in a journal that's pushed onto him by his therapist. Introduce a complete asshole that he just can't seem to stop running into. Add a spontaneous roadtrip to the mix and you get one hell of...
