I took a cab home after a long night of drinking, and inside I felt the drinks mixing with the sound of an old washing machine: woosh-woosh-woosh. I thought: I forgot to separate the white emotions from the colors, there'll be hell to pay in the morning.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Redefining Love
AventuraThis collection of poems, short stories and experiences will leave you either emotional or nodding your head in agreement. Created to mend a broken heart, this piece was designed to help anyone out there who is either feeling alone or going through...
