I need to find a better layout for this, it’s stressing me out
She Tells Her Love While Half Asleep, Robert...
poetry365: She tells her love while half asleep, In the dark hours, With half words whispered low: As earth stirs in her winter sleep And puts out grass and flowers Despite the snow, Despite the falling snow.
'Cause I'm the mane.
March comes in like a lion, and I have decided to follow suit. (End: Lion jokes) While (re)starting to blog in the midst of my midterms week of hell and destruction probably isn’t the smartest of ideas, I have been inspired. Plus, all of the structured studying has lead to a need for a creative outlet to distract myself. I’ve been following/stalking/learning and gaining inspiration...