Water, love. (Part 3)
You feel it, and yet can’t seem to lay your fingers over it. The fingers just swim freely in the water. Forming little bubble as they explore the surroundings…
You feel it, and yet can’t seem to lay your fingers over it. The fingers just swim freely in the water. Forming little bubble as they explore the surroundings…
You feel afraid. But you feel the flow, of getting soaked in. You get goosebumps, your lips turn blue. But no one cares. Toe, ankle, knee, thigh, stomach…
She is caught in that world. Thinking of what could have been. If she said this, did that, what would life have been like. Holding onto that one love she…
The paint came in torrents, coating the canvas in dark swaths. White became gray became blue became white again, all layered in savagery and revenge to rival…
Investigate the mysteries of life. Leaks in the apartment are always fun, don’t you think. Overly watching that movie I can’t stop enjoying, Bueller. Sitting…