Hoity Toity
I’m not a medium or anything, but I’m pretty sure I just heard my deceased Grandma say “What the PHUCK?
The Ghost That Went Poo
This one happened in broad daylight.
Mid
Afternoon.
It’s You, Not Me
I was so looking forward to ending the relationship,
That I decided I was going to enjoy a good old-fashioned verbal sparring during the destruction of it all.
Morning Routine
It’s still weird to me,
How he seems to understand the word kisses.
Broken, Not Damaged
My commitment issues have become borderline obsessive,
And if I didn’t have such commitment issues,
I would have been able to simply call them obsessive.