bye November. see you next year.
you don't feel any different than October and I hope you don't mind me saying but you were nothing special.
I shouldn't blame you.
It's my fault really.
Always has been.
Always will be.
My Life
- Rose Blacque
- I am a writer living life by the belief that we are what we create in this world. A body of work and an existence I am proud of is what I daily strive for. I will spend my life's blood writing and traveling the world, always chasing the horizon. For the better or worse you can find all of it here, and it's still only the beginning. Love what you do. follow me on twitter here
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