Evening stars shine brightest in the (K)night
Writing is such a subjective thing, one day your poem is glorious, the next day its ridiculous...I love to write, poems, stories and attach them to pictures.
The world can be wonderful, the world can be dreadful but this page is neither.

Into the ocean, where peace is the lapping of waves at your feet and bliss is the cool spray refreshing your face.

Into the ocean, where peace is the lapping of waves at your feet and bliss is the cool spray refreshing your face.


Posted on Friday, December 30th at 06:47PM with 6 notes

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