if you want to borrow my work. tell me. don't go sneaking around like some filthy rat. and no, i do not enjoy seeing my work on other sites. thanks.
oh, and by the way, if i want to be bitter, that's my problem. fuck off
Showing posts with label nests poetry prose literature sol. Show all posts
Showing posts with label nests poetry prose literature sol. Show all posts
What is a family? What is a home? When the lamps are already dimmed. Diffused. The pillars already cracked. Powerless. And the doves have all flown away from the nest. Some enslaved. Others perished… Tell me… What is a family?