the dying leaves; through her gleaming eyes

Dedicated to a remarkably intelligent young woman whom I have the honor to attend the same college campus with. okay so i have my pencil and my pen and then I should probably go and wash my hands and OHHH i need to go return that book because today is the due date and speaking of booookk.... … Continue reading the dying leaves; through her gleaming eyes


the dying leaves; shadows

It was somewhere around twelve A.M.; and somewhere between the loud music, the perfectly mixed drink, and conversation that I smiled through, the persona was born. She. I had said how I had stopped drinking previously, but sitting in a bar was just the push I needed to 'reward myself' for the amount of time that … Continue reading the dying leaves; shadows