Everything Was Beautiful, And Nothing Hurt.
Here Come The Bombs
Sparkling Life
I'm on a life journey, come along for the ride.
"Come, let us take our fill of love until the morning: let us solace ourselves with loves. For the goodman is not at home, he is gone on a long journey." [Proverbs 7:18-19]
21. English Major. Art Historian. Nervous about the future but trying to look forward to a better tomorrow.
Happiness kills the creative flow.
#I can't write a single poem
#poetry
#writing
#creativity
#happiness
#truth
#masochism
#art
#artist
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perksofbeingamisanthrope said:
write about our lack of bread
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