Dream big.
I used to think home was a place A bed to sleep in, food in the kitchen Material things As I became older, "home" was defined as wherever I was staying that night
By Kassandra West4 years ago in Poets
I wasn’t the kind of person who would make it in an apocalypse. In the before days, I wore glasses, hated working out, and survived off ramen noodles and chicken nuggets.
By Kassandra West5 years ago in Fiction
