I let you go.
I’m not writing back.
I don’t want anything from you.
When you left, I fell apart but I’m getting stronger.
Happy Birthday.
When I look up at the sky and wish—I only wish you happiness.
Good luck over there.
This article appears in Jan 24-30, 2013.


I didn’t rat because I liked you not for any other reason.You know deep down I am not as bad as “they” think I am.
You feel apart when “I” left…..REALLY????JOKE.
Why bullshit,adding insult to injury?To appease your own conscience?..Because I don’t believe it for a second.
FINIS.
Bout as much love on here as we’re used to.
Pistols at dawn