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And he watched. The girl come out. Of the bathroom that she washed her hands in! And then she watched. As he looked down. At the bill. On the Table. That held empty plates. His name was Tom. Her name […]
Kate Norton's writing and sketches
And he watched. The girl come out. Of the bathroom that she washed her hands in! And then she watched. As he looked down. At the bill. On the Table. That held empty plates. His name was Tom. Her name […]
Cadence i’m too old I did want I guessIt’s closness so closeI dn’t have tostudy or medidateto feel two our connection true
Hey girl, how you doing? What is wiggling way? Are you, faintly breathing, lovely seeing, being being, all the things you imagined you would be? Is the dirt that you came from different than your due? Is the stretching pain […]