I will make you cry tears of blood. Get ready to be depressed.
Dance in the Full Moon
O, the Frailty of Memory
Tuesday, September 5, 2017
9.4
Am I willing to be stuck writing the same love story over and over again? The pen of my life has ink left in it, but the scrawl is the same sentence, same sentence, ad infinitum. I want for inspiration, but this old heartbreak is all I have.
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