Pools of Rust

Would a parent ever forget his child’s birthday, even if he doesn’t live with or even talk to her?



I’ve always been aware of my almost militant sense of loyalty and ability to empathize.


Always A Lone Wolf

Lucky Me

I’m sure I’ve felt and therefore have written something similar, but I feel incredibly lucky to have found the person I currently call “mine.”


Lucky You

To the aspiring actor from Minnesota who I met at the Shrine, thank you, for reminding me about this beautiful gem off Sad Songs For Dirty Lovers.





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