New gate, same solo me
I made my way to the airport just like I have in the past eight years — on my own. […]
I made my way to the airport just like I have in the past eight years — on my own. […]
In the distance, I spotted one and it gave me a feeling of longing. A lonely wooden bench. I sat
Let me just start by saying that everybody is a little ugly when they cry, in case that’s stopping you
Have you ever just felt really out of place at some place at some point in your life? I wrote
Have you noticed the pattern in which every commercial in the world tries to sell us happiness? It’s almost always
If I had more alone time, I’d have more time to create more terrible doodles, to write more stories, more