June 2012
6 posts
May 2012
7 posts
Pen name: Cry baby
Sometimes one writes simply to write. Sometimes to remember. But the stringing of nouns and verbs only manifests into recollections and memories.
You see, I’m trying to write a story… with a shitload of adjectives. A novel in which my life is not composed of uniformly indented paragraphs—but a concrete, permanent form of the abstract dynamics of an ever-morphing vitality in...
“I promise to plant kisses like seeds on your body, so in time you can grow to...”
– Tyler Knott Gregson (via ryannxp) 