"There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed." -Ernest Hemingway
Now a days we sell our souls, trade blood for caffeine, and pray to the laptop God's words flow from our hands. Try me you depressed bastard
Siguiendo
Regístrate para unirte a la comunidad de narradores más grande
o
Historia de ToHell-inAHandBasket
How Do You Say "Fuck You" in Brail...
Life is an abundance of choices you didn't make, questions you don't have the answer to, and people you wish...