Words, words, words.
Who would have thought that a finite amount of letters could create an infinite amount of worlds?
"Write because you want to show something. To show that the world is shit. To show how fleeting love and happiness are. To show the inner workings of your ego. To show that democracy is in danger. To show how interconnected we are." Jose Rivera
Tuesday, July 5, 2016
Drip
Daydreaming about people; Lovers to come, Lovers to pass. Simple stories of mundane things, Of Monday things. It's just another day.
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