I act as a sponge. I soak it up and squeeze it out in ink every two weeks.
Paris Was Yesterday, 1925-1939From where I live now I can walk to the beach, if I have about three weeks.
This Book is Not FOR SALEYeah, well, it's been a super fun week. And by 'super fun' I mean 'horrible and endless'.
Undead and UneasyOne of my biggest complaints about adulthood is that it's difficult to simply hang out with friends
Unclutter Your Life in One WeekNow, as the weeks passed, there was a future, there was a trouble that would not go away.
A View from the Bridge