The Girl with the Issues & Tissues

I cried profusely that night.  In a stark and cold restaurant, with no other customer in sight.  - There were only - my friend and I. And the conversation was full of sobbing, full of sighs.  - I was the girl drowning in issues,  Gasping for breath, grasping for tissues.  - And the friend was … Continue reading The Girl with the Issues & Tissues