I am not the first person you loved.
You are not the first person I looked at
with a mouthful of forevers. We
have both known loss like the sharp...
‘one day, i will go to comic con’ the broke blogger who lives hundreds of miles away from san diego whispers...
This car alarm or whatever I’m hearing at the moment is making me understand the master and his drums. Who wouldn’t have gone mad? I’m going to be insane too if that thing doesn’t shut up. Help.
I’m starting to notice my grandma fixes everything with a screwdriver.
And there’s always so much food in this house it seems the cupboards might be bigger on the inside
my grandma is a time lady
So I’m part time lady too!