Hello darkness, my old friend
Sometimes I write, it's a pain
Poetry and random stuff here:
https://owl-deer.tumblr.com
It's like I'm being erased.
It's like I'm being erased.
Thank you?
Stairway to the Bakery
Thank you?
-horny
-spite
-for the bit
-if you don't who will
"Ugh"
"Well I am!"
"Well I like your acne!"
"Good! Because it's not going anywhere"
"The same goes for snoring!"
"See, that's good I like it then!"
"Fine!"
I can't. This man.
Ugh.
"Ugh"
"Well I am!"
"Well I like your acne!"
"Good! Because it's not going anywhere"
"The same goes for snoring!"
"See, that's good I like it then!"
"Fine!"
I can't. This man.
Ugh.
Ursula K. Le Guin in her speech at the National Book Awards Ceremony, 2014
Ursula K. Le Guin in her speech at the National Book Awards Ceremony, 2014
And to think I still have 3 blogs with like, 100 pages of posts from my teenage years.
When voluntary silence becomes an involuntary habit.
Oh, yeah, a pic.
Have some soup, honey.
And to think I still have 3 blogs with like, 100 pages of posts from my teenage years.
When voluntary silence becomes an involuntary habit.
Oh, yeah, a pic.
Have some soup, honey.
Enjoy the bumblebutt.
Enjoy the bumblebutt.