mmcdonald17
Grad School. Bristol. An anxiety woke me in the night and breathed heavily into my chest. I ran, 5-10 miles daily, at the gym. Some days I would run until my legs went weak.
I played with a girl called Emma. She was a honey colored girl with large sad brown eyes and a startling melifluous voice for a girl so young. She sounded like a soulful black woman
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