a defensible argument
favorite pen: Pilot Juice up 04 in black (0.4 mm)
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An open letter to a person I hate(d)
I felt hate for you, and now all I feel is tired.
Episode 2
chapter 2 the foil The days passed with the monotonous, but pleasant, hum of repetitious manual labor, with products to show for it. Jilyan began to suspect that during her cushiony childhood, she had missed out. When she caught her reflection in the mirror pane in the anteroom of the
[Title?], Work-in-Progress - Episode 1
Thank you for lighting the fire underneath me to get started, Kelsey. :) prologue He looked from over the edge of the railing, what he had once jokingly called “the Balustrade.” The wood beneath his hand was ragged. The ground on which his eyes fell was ragged. For a moment -
The view out my window this April morning
A momentary slice of sun cleaves the shadows of a misty dawn -- Spotlit, splendid stands a single home upon a gilded hill. I envy her, although I cannot reason why, And think she envies me the very spot from which I spy.