iaremunyee

The misadventures of the heart and sometimes, the stomach.

Disqualified.

  • 30th September 2016
  • 1

You wanted to meet today, but I said No. You wanted to know why not. Here’s why.   It’s because your love is cruel. Your promises are cleverly-disguised lies and I am sick of your excuses, your maybes, your reasons why. It’s because I’ve learned that love isn’t about the right of way, the amount of effort I’ve

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Drink.

  • 27th September 2016
  • 1

  I hate drinking.   I hate everything about it.   From the before: looking for a dress that is tight enough to make you look pretty at the hotel bar without giving off the too-easy vibe and shoes that hurt so you can look good in obligatory selfies. To the during: the loud thumping

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Just Friends.

  • 29th August 2016
  • 1

I wanted. I wanted you to show up at my door unannounced, bearing gifts just because. I wanted you to tell me that you miss me when we are apart, that I am not the one who’s counting down the minutes until you are home. I wanted you to come over and wanting more than

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iaremunyee.

Played many roles in life but I have always been and will always be a writer first.

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