writing, not what i should be.... but will write a book. It's just barely germinating, neon petals twinkle at night in my dreams, reminding me. characters gather, seance to a trembling hands, alert to respond. I make my maps.
I've decided I'm neither here nor there, but i'm getting closer each moment to when I shall be excrutiatingly content.
In the meantime, i rejoined on account of manko. She's got a mesmerizing mind, I am totally enamored and autopsied by that delighful woman. Then lily whom I just discovered, her words are coloring my blood awake.
I've decided I'm neither here nor there, but i'm getting closer each moment to when I shall be excrutiatingly content.
In the meantime, i rejoined on account of manko. She's got a mesmerizing mind, I am totally enamored and autopsied by that delighful woman. Then lily whom I just discovered, her words are coloring my blood awake.