Brianne Hunt

Joined June 2021

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I… You
I always miss you like we do more than exist with one another. Every love song I hear makes me think of you. Makes me want you like a poor man wants a million dollars
By Brianne Hunt4 years ago in Poets
Out In the Dunes
Angel's feet had gone from aching to completely numb in the past few hours. This three day journey had become four and with sunset coming soon it may turn into five. With not a cloud in sight the extra water had come in handy with the sun beating down on them throughout the day.
By Brianne Hunt5 years ago in Fiction