through folly and blunder
are hearts sent asunder
reduced to silent care
He who walks with wise men will be wise, but the companion of fools will suffer harm.
Twice, I’ve anonymously texted a friend while, of course, pretending to be someone else.
Last time, I was a smitten woman who couldn’t tell if she was crying from watching a tv memoriam for Whitney Houston or because the sex she was having during that particular time was good.
This time, a pregnant teen.