100 Writings in 100 Days
October 18, 2014
Writing # 3
My hands began to shake with anticipation as I lifted the razor from its hiding place. 703 more words
i think you still exist. you still don’t exist, don’t you?
your mind goes crazy for me circling the sunset – wrapped imagination arms around single thoughts that lie behind the brain spark in thoughts, exaggerating the moments, screaming, & seizing allowing the darkness to sometimes be the example - 605 more words