dancing on the precipice of teary

twilight over the yarra river in a bar - Hopscotch - Book Club in the Pub

dancing on the precipice of teary

Wow! I am so wrecked. It is good to be home. There is only so much alcohol that I can pour into my tired, teary soul.

I am not going to lie to you. I would do anything to be in your arms right now.

Hopefully it is a trend, but I was so chatty this evening.

I could weep. I really could. I am so tired.

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