My eyeballs are bleeding, my brain is fried, but I got the damned words. Today they were, too.
How is it possible to know where you’re going and not be able to drag yourself there?
read with hunger, write with joy, live with passion
My eyeballs are bleeding, my brain is fried, but I got the damned words. Today they were, too.
How is it possible to know where you’re going and not be able to drag yourself there?