When you begin to write, everything seems to be the way it isn't.

(ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧ hi!

considerably equivocal at times; i perplex some at babbling (i drink too much coffee, that's probably why.) i flee through words while the best and worst ideas come in the most abrupt way possible.

feel free to message me (✿◠‿◠) i'd love to meet new people :)

Have a great day, human.

P.S.

I have school kids.
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hey there :)  this may be quite small but i've decided to change my poem book's title from unsaid thoughts to dust untouched. still the same content, just a different name. and also i noticed it was...
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