"My manners, abominable at times, can be sweet. As I grew older I became a drunk. Why? Because I like ecstasy of the mind. I'm a wretch. But I love ... love."
Comment so I know you added me please! Stay lovely.
i saw your entry in some beat poetry community when i got excruciatingly bored and browsed through groups under my interests, i have no writing skills whatsoever and you probably dont want to read my useless babbling but i like your poetry and photography. add?
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