The flash fiction continuation of the crew aboard the USS Constant.

Possible poems I could elaborate on.

My constant craving for alcohol can only be controlled through memories of how hard it is to stay clean. I haven’t had alcohol for seven years now. If I touch it, I might metaphorically and literally go to hell.

…the tender rush of two. ♥

Your love gives me courage.

You brought love to my life.

What people in love do.

You are my constant in life.

You are my constant in life.

You are such a sincere person.