no like which do people call me
its good short few pages
and the fake qualifier
plato
ahnaf abrar
barren land
in a post. I want to be remembered
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
your feed looks like my tumblr
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
yeah
Thank you, Jack
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
so at the end
send your tumblr
brb i will read and reply sincerely
i want to do that too
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
Today I felt like starting
or never left
its good