When not writing or rewriting, read. I know of no shortcuts. Enter your email address to follow this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email. Nights so cold, days so long. All i can do is sing a sad song. Wondering if its u i belong. But where are u, what have gone wrong. Tell me if u cant stay.

In them I discovered a new kind of beauty, one sharp and poignant and dark, contrasted by the soft romance of flowers.

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