Month: August 2017

I’d like to say we had a magical night, sat on the balcony watching the stars, sharing dreams, in reality neither of could sleep me possibly from seratonen overdose syndrome and her… contemplating the consequences of her actions. Although she’s still trying to blame me for her drinking. There must be something about me that … Read more

Against my better judgment I checked on her, she was outside at the bar sitting on the steps in a group. All okay. 1am She’s come back. I was outside with headphones on. Didn’t end well. Apparently I’m staring into space. And it’s my fault there was no sun lounger. I didn’t really want to … Read more