Tag: hydrant

It was the first day of my humilation.
Simply that and nothing more.
He was frowning slightly.
It could get on your nerves.
Such happiness as this could not last.
I want to make a life that I choose.
Not my finest moment.
Want to play a game with me? Please. It’s fun.
He didn’t know what he was searching for.
She knew it was time to go home.
Suddenly his life meant something.
Remember what that was like?
It was so beautiful, it wanted to speak to her.
Night came, day came, night came.
It was twilight when they got back.
Stay here, be good.
Important men had to be selfish in order to get ahead.
It was all very realistic.
He came home late from work.
It’s just my job.
Had he ever felt that way, too?
You’d better just face the situation.
“There you are,” he says, smiling.
This isn’t a new argument.
Metal doesn’t need food and water.
How do you explain that?
They shared food, books, stories, jokes.
I never know where you’ve gone.
I do not know my people.
It was so easy to let oneself go
He was dangerous
You could still worry about it