She wants to make and finish numerous books. Her mind contains waves of thoughts. She wants to write it. She loves music. She sings. She plays instruments like guitar, organ, drum and bass. But among all of it, vibrations of bass is her favorite. It somehow comforts her. She's weird. She's me.
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Story by Rhyth Ether
Her Ties
Inside her heart is a desire she wanted to get rid of. Contrary to what she yearned for, she's unconsciously...
