2002 ミ

a calamitous mind with an unhealthy addiction to beautiful words ミ

sad romantic ミ


whenever i explode, pick up my pieces and leave them underneath the rain...watch as i come alive.


feed me poetry ● feed me prose ● gimme money ... anything to keep my sanity ミ
 


❛❛ Writing is like sex. First we do it for love, then we do it for friends and then we do it for money ....


- Virgina Woolf.



We learn to love by loving. Always remember that.



❛❛ Be yourself, Everybody's taken ...

- Oscar Wilde. 


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