Every.
Little.
Word.
Is like a jab through my ribs of uncertainty
They scare me.
I can't use they well
Why did I ever think I could be a writer?
Jul 18, 2014
Jul 18, 2014 at 12:55 AM UTC
Every.
Little.
Word.
Is like a jab through my ribs of uncertainty
They scare me.
I can't use they well
Why did I ever think I could be a writer?
