I hate myself sometimes
When young women were little girls,
They dreamed great things.
When I was a little girl,
I wondered what came after death.
When poets were forged,
They told great tales.
When I was made,
I wove a tapestry of death.
~The Archeress
30/09/24
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Alone, but never Broken
RandomHi pookies, I have a lot of heartbreaking thoughts going through my head. I'm evil, so if you're picking up this book, there's a 100% chance your day will be ruined
