February 2012
10 posts
Inking The World: Of A Coffee Date →
angel-you-were-born-to-fly:
I took you on one. A coffee date, that is. My pastry tasted like Wednesday. You simply remarked on its sweetness, and this is when I knew you were not as special as I had originally thought, or perhaps grievously hoped. For every sweet smile you gave, you frustratingly failed to see the lustrous kira-kira
And this is when I’d say: I noticed your words as if...
Messages in Bottles: a heartfelt plea →
citoxiuq:
Don’t follow me, I’m not a leader. I’m an aspiring writer, an avid reader. Inspired? At times, but at others not. Inspiring? As much as I am an afterthought. I’m a dreamer at heart with a wandering head. Words are my butter, my bread and my bed. I make all of my meals out of things that are said …
The written word. That right there is how it’s done.
