The others called him Zero, didn’t know what he called himself in the dark hours, in the solitude of his own drunk.
::snaps resound like green wood on a bonfire::
hey now with that fancy writer's talk
Colour me inspired
Your writing is truly beautiful and melodic.
aw thanks!
::snaps resound like green wood on a bonfire::
hey now with that fancy writer's talk
Colour me inspired
Your writing is truly beautiful and melodic.
aw thanks!