stigmata bleed continuously
I'll be sitting in front of a camera in little over thirteen hours, talking about inspirations and dreams, and I still don't know what to say. The original plan was to read a poem/text/lyrics to a song, but approx. 120 poems and most of my own prose/poetry on the computer later I still haven't found anything useful.
Maybe I'll just read Nicole Blackman's Daughter, because I like the sentiment, even if it's not really a possibility for me. Or You Are Never Ready.
Maybe I'll just read Nicole Blackman's Daughter, because I like the sentiment, even if it's not really a possibility for me. Or You Are Never Ready.