November

November 18th

I will be moved when I see you blast off today.

November 17th

I won’t be your bait ever again.

November 16th

If you keep moving away, you won’t be able to come back.

November 15th

I’m short of breath.

November 14th

I will make a sock-puppet.

November 13th

I think I am THAT sock.

November 12th

The shell game.

November 11th

Streets aren’t the filthiest.

November 10th

Enjoy the ride.

November 9th

I will expel your venom.

November 8th

I closed my eyes and believed that it was the sun.

November 7th

After the fire, there was nothing left but devastation.