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
Saturday, July 23, 2016
Irma Thomas- Anyone Who Knows What Love Is Will Understand
Tender love,
let me be your rolling hills.
Your skylit comfort.
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