Mixed Knuts: My Love Affair With Rizzo
You forced me to think, and for that I am grateful. I didn’t want to do it, but you made me love you. Now you leave me in the cold and don’t even tell me why you’ve gone.
As I write this, it is storming like a banshee outside, which pretty much reflects my mood. Today I received an unspeakable compliment and a…
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