rip

when I think about it

it makes me scared.

scared like being down 13-14 with 30 seconds left.

scared like quitting your job with only $237.84 in your checking account.

scared like falling in love with a boy (again).

when I thought about it

it made me scared.

and that’s how I knew

it was time

pony up.

(hope you’re hungry)

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4 thoughts on “rip

  1. Krystal Scott says:

    Miss Nora – loving your page girl – sounds like your livin the dream

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