Outdoor Scribblez 2 : Love Never Fades

Love, the only thing that is certain besides our dates with Death. It doesn't matter what amount of tears anyone can pour into Wishing Wells more communal than we think, we all want love, to be loved. Whenever I hear someone yell out, "Fuck love!" Somewhere deep inside their heart, miserably stitched by innocent desires... Continue Reading →

Outdoor Scribblez

Writing a freewrite outdoors hasn't been done in such a long time. Years, matter of fact. And, it feels so damn good to be doing so at the moment. A breath of fresh air from all of the same shit I've been having to deal with for far too long. Yet, no matter what complaint... Continue Reading →

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