November 2011
118 posts
Twenty Steps
Karl-Christoph
“The sheets were wet with sweat, the sun sat on the end of my bed and the heat of last nights sex came flooding back in drips and drabs. ‘I couldn’t open my mouth, things have changed and moved about; my head is like a house, but I’ve left home and moved far south.”
“If she tells you how she wishes she were closer to her sister and that her dad makes her sad: She loves you, of course she loves you.”
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Imagine finding out that your new sister was born this morning - hours later by a Facebook status of someone that isn’t even your family. Yeah.
You go from a week of freezing cold nights back to sleeping naked and even a sheet makes you sweat. Gotta love Summer in Australia!
