the sands of time; a ticking bomb. drifting into nonexistence. whiplash in the passenger seat; venus mocking our mortality.
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Ashley Lima
I think about writing more than I write, but call myself a writer as opposed to a thinker.
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Become a paid subscriber to get access.Feeding on the apathy, I especially loved that line!
☺️👏… so not a happy bday then? 🤨 I hope so!!
Hauntingly beautiful.