"Take me, to the place I’ve been dreaming of
Where the grotesquely lonely meet the grotesquely lonely
and they whisper
just very softly
Please be mine Dearest Love…"
Inspired by one of the lovely blogs I follow, I feel like I need to stretch my writing muscles. Send me a prompt of something to write about? Can be a few words or a few sentences. Thank you, darlings. c:
"Maybe the wolf is in love with the moon, and each month it cries for a love it will never touch."
Yayoi Kusama, Infinity Mirrored Room – The Souls of Millions of Light Years Away 2013
One of the greatest things I will learn is how to deal with loneliness.
"How could you possibly love her? You don’t even know her favorite book."
— Acker, John (A thousand long nights in a twin sized bed)
Anonymous hour. Nothing will be unanswered, ignored or deleted.
The Wolves, Every Kingdom