Hope is what guided us through our constant cycle of creation and destruction, of love and hate, and of our hearts and our minds.
Posted in response to the challenge Sentence.
Hope is what guided us through our constant cycle of creation and destruction, of love and hate, and of our hearts and our minds.
Posted in response to the challenge Sentence.
Top Gun soundtrack and
peanut butter m&m's and
writing poetry for my friends on
torn-out sheets of notebook paper, scrawling
the verses in pink ink that
reminds me of fairy wings and
“You’re beautiful.”
“I’m not.”
“I love you.”
“You don’t.”
“You live in the stars.”
“My feet are planted on the earth.”
“But your eyes are reflecting them.”
“They’re not.”
“Believe me.”
...but maybe that's the point? I wrote at random inspiration and when I was tired, but I hope you find it entertaining
“The world,” said Claire, “is a very pointless place.”
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