Why...?
not so long ago I decided to return to a text I have written shortly before my top surgery and change it according to how my life has been developing. I like reading the two back to back.
I think I'm in love with him. My best friend that I have known since were barely teenagers,
Excerpts from a book I’ll never write“You’re like the stars in the night. Distant, implacable, aloof. People can look at you and form their own constellations based on the brightest parts of you they ...
Things come to you for a brief period of time and they fall apart. Do you escape or would it be a battle field?
not so long ago I decided to return to a text I have written shortly before my top surgery and change it according to how my life has been developing. I like reading the two back to back.
I think I'm in love with him. My best friend that I have known since were barely teenagers,
Excerpts from a book I’ll never write“You’re like the stars in the night. Distant, implacable, aloof. People can look at you and form their own constellations based on the brightest parts of you they ...
Things come to you for a brief period of time and they fall apart. Do you escape or would it be a battle field?