i’ve started a story. it’s not going to be long. it might be too dark for publishing, we’ll see what happens. i might have a bunch of short stories that i have put here to surround it and make it look longer. we’ll see who likes my writing.

i offered to make out with someone today, i think they turned me down. the only clue i got was the laughter. maybe that means no. it’s been awhile, so i forgot how getting turned down sounds. it was meant as a joke, but if she said yes, well i guess i wouldn’t have known what to do. like a dog chasing a car. i wouldn’t know what to do if i caught her.

adam.

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