Hi lovelies, Grab a cup of hot tea and your fuzziest blanket, because we're spilling some tea. (Disclaimer: We're spilling the internet phrase "tea", not literal tea. Do not spill that. I am a . . .
a dreamer, she was always so sure, angelic and curious, she danced amongst pages of prose, and believed in happy endings, tied neatly in a few words, held together by a single . . .
"You can't wait for inspiration. You have to go after it with a club" - Jack London Inspiration will not fall into your lap. Rarely, will you ever wake up and feel it soak directly into your . . .
The city belongs to those who accept and appreciate every inch of it. The city belonged to us that night. I wanted to freeze that moment; bookmark the page and reread it whenever I feel like . . .