I've been trying for the past couple of hours to think up something grave-stirring to put here. Anything deep enough to embellish into disturbing territory, and something that wrapped all of who I am into 2000 words or less. I could put billions of words here... but none are quite perfect enough. And isn't that just ironic?
That. That is the curse of a writer.
So to you and I,
And to never finding a perfect sentence.
- Carrie Bradshaw’s Apartment
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TheGirl0fNoName
Jun 07, 2021 04:10AM
Hey hey Lovies! Firstly; I am so sorry for my absence, and I’m sorry if I worried any of you! I suppose covid has just finally caught up with me! While I was gone, we hit 15k views!!! That’s insane...View all Conversations
Stories by TheGirl0fNoName
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If A Door Could Talk
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The story of a girl who robbed, stole, lied, and sinned her way to a throne of glass that was ripped away fro...
Lost and Found
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"I don't like that look, Rin."
"It's the only one I got."
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"Do you miss me?"...