writing comes to me in stages. there is the active stage where everything pours out in bulk from my pencil and adds decor to the off-white paper. there is the dormant stage where i sit on the floor for hours upon hours and nothing will come to me. years pass and time erodes us. i may still be sitting on the floor, armed with pencil in hand. what it
(
Read more... )
Comments 26
::aplauds::
marry me?
Reply
Reply
i was joking (caught up in the moment, ya know?)
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
i can't promise you that which i don't know.
Reply
Reply
Leave a comment