February 2012
24 posts
Letting out a series of loud farts
athincatastrophe:
Are we destined to be what our milieu entails?
Or were we designed to rift off onto a route not written in the stars? As I am set here, feet leveled on floating furniture, I can’t help but wonder what desire we guide our hearts and minds to be abundant with, to help keep us steady on such a narrow path. Of course, these scanty paths (or paths we’ve considered scanty) have effortlessly brought us into this point in time, where we...
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camseez:
Lots of things might happen. That’s the thing about writers. They’re unpredictable. They might bring you eggs in bed for breakfast, or they might all but ignore you for days. They might bring you eggs in bed at three in the morning. Or they might wake you up for sex at three in the morning. Or make love at four in the afternoon. They might not sleep at all. Or they might sleep right...
