Written by Emily Harstone | May 24, 2017
He said, ‘Step out. Trust me.’
In hindsight laxatives were highly regrettable
I am afraid of heights..crap!
Just like falling in love, no?
She fell, her parachute unattached.
Fear is no longer my adversary.
I smoked! I flew! I crashed!
I should have tried fiber instead.
Narcolepsy and skydiving do not mix.
I’m free falling and feeling alive!
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He said, ‘Step out. Trust me.’
In hindsight laxatives were highly regrettable
I am afraid of heights..crap!
Just like falling in love, no?
She fell, her parachute unattached.
Fear is no longer my adversary.
I smoked! I flew! I crashed!
I should have tried fiber instead.
Narcolepsy and skydiving do not mix.
I’m free falling and feeling alive!