Melissa Ingoldsby
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Super plasma powered heist (or 3 Ghosts)
Her death is not quiet. It is a violent quaking of nerves being strung out like uncooked bucatini noodles and then boiled in scadling oil, crispy. The plasma building up in my core was too much to keep inside. The sun’s gravity can’t hold it down. Why should I?
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Fiction
Dear best friend
Dear best friend, Yes you're correct about busyness being my safe place. It helps me with my summer time blues, as you know. So, I know for you, being at home and self-care is better and I appreciate that since that's how you connect with God.
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets
Dear best friend
Dear best friend, I am editing The Half Paper Moon and my sequel to I am Bexley. It is a very time consuming process. They are very important to me, however, so I am trying hard. Do you still love John as much as before? And Barbara? You know John and Barbara mean a lot to me.
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets
Lemon balm
I wish so badly I could have told you then I liked you back! I wish I did. I am sorry... I feel so sad you felt that way and I wish I could have given us a better time but I was going through such a horrible toxic relationship I am still working on getting rid of.
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets
What?
What? You are my best friend. Over the course of our friendship, however.... You told me you felt more for me several times, even though you knew I was in a relationship. Back then, you had no idea the shitty relationship I was in but you still came onto me. I could've been in a wonderful relationship for all you know(and this would have caused issues in my current situation )... Though I wasn't... But you told me you liked me more than friends.
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets
