People who eat white bread have no dreams.
People who eat white bread have no dreams.
I am in here.
People who eat white bread have no dreams.
Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash.
Ok, before you can eat my flesh & drink my blood… I need you to tell your deepest, darkest secrets to strange men who've never had sex. — Jesus With Issues (@JesusWithIssues) March 1, 2012
It may stop my breath if I don’t write it, but will it not also stop my breath if I do? Write what will stop your breath if you don’t write. via qotd | white pebble.