Houston
I bleed myself to be your drink; is not the blood of poets, ink? - William Soutar instagram: @jazzellemonae
Nevada City
Writing is my escape.
Minneapolis, MN
“Words! Mere words! How terrible they were! How clear, and vivid, and cruel! One could not escape from them. And yet what a subtle magic …
Atlanta
Go into my fridge. Put your feet up on my couch. Stay awhile.
Portugal
pensador . escritor . fotógrafo
A poet, a lyricist, a lover of life, an aspiring author, a mother, a friend, a wife.
28/F
Follow me @adyb.b at Instagram Sincerely, Me. Copyright © Ady B. All rights reserved.
somewhere in the midwest
words fall from my mind in a racing plummet to get to you