Dr. Welsh I could tell that something was wrong the moment she stepped into my office. Her eyes were choked deep in their sockets, her lips hung for dear dehydrated life, and her hair clung disobediently to the nape of her neck. She had on black sweatshirt and leather sweatpants of the same color, then,…
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Confessions of a Deranged Romantic
Dear Jamjam, Did you read the weather report? They say there’s an 80 percent chance it will snow today. This is awesome news; it never snows in Houston so you know how important this is to me…us. We can finally be together. I couldn’t go to bed last night. I’ve been up since 1am planning,…
Lilian Ogbuefi 