Ticket to Your Place

Your carpet, my canopy. The difference between, not so plain to see. Pure lust and envy overthrow my virtues, collapse my enemies. Yes, those stolen thoughts of lifetimes of triumph and battles fought. And I too will be there soon. To achieve my hopes and dreams, there can be no greater boon.

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For Better or Worse

So on Christmas (btw I hope you all had a great holiday), I came across a picture that made me feel way better about how this year has turned out as far as progress in my writing is concerned anyway. It was a tweet that simply said: And I can't really explain why, but it… Continue reading For Better or Worse