“Exotic”Back again.
As I type these words, I wonder how many people will even read this?
Oh well, I do this more for my sanity than anything else. It seems the more I write, the better I feel.
It’s the only way I can keep calm through the heavy rain and thunder.
I know I look different,…
Love this :)
If I were actually as naive as
you’ve always believed.I would be walking around
with your name on my arm.
a bleeding heartbeat crossed
in drumstickslike crossed bones
for strumpets in vintage fire.
This nightmare would have
been signed in your blood.Instead of Byron’s.
He has saved me
from…
If only I was afraid of heights