We all search for the words that we can form into constellations.
Something permanent, like a legacy that will last even after we're gone.
Words are like plastic floating away in the wind,or stars in the sky, they stay with us forever.
- EntrouJuly 24, 2020
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Q/A What is the prettiest lines y’all think you’ve written or come up with? Mine:~Oh I think I’m more like a splatter paint rose The pretty colorful petals covering up the thrones it grows~Ver todas as conversas