Memories are intangible. They’re the weakest and most useless things because they record people’s past. What a load of BS.
I don’t know who came up with that dimwitted idea, but it’s clear to me that no lightbulb were on that day.
Memories are tangible. They’re a buoy amidst the chaos. A lifeline in the darkness.
Memories bring joy, and pain. Smiles and tears. They’re priceless and precious to me. Keep the record on, keep the memories alive.
I write erotic romance, LGBTQIA2S+, and BDSM with a ghostly twist. As a writer, dreamer, and avid reader, I inhabit fantastical worlds and have a penchant for book boyfriends. I may sometimes forget myself in a book. It may take me a minute or two to remember where, or who I am: a mother, a lover, a sister, a daughter, a friend, a confidante, a bit crazy and neurotic, and totally okay with who I am. Join the madness where my quirky, sarcastic sense of humor and easygoing temperament shine through on the page, and let yourself fall in love or lust. Happy reading, everyone. Roxanna Cross ~ Erotic romance you can really bite into! Xox
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