“She was on top and we were having a really good time when she says, ‘I think we’re better apart.’”
If I ever pass Nickerson Beach, I recall those summers at my friend’s beach club. The beach club was a summer home for us, encompassing repetition day in and day out. Basking in what could only be described as innocence.
“Don’t start showing her pictures of corpses.”
Growing up as an overweight kid definitely came with its disadvantages. My classmates would stare, giggle, and tease me because of my abnormal, lumpy physique, but it never seemed to irk me all that much.
DON’T say ‘I love you.’