the ugly writers

pensive

everyday, wanting it to rain with notions of walking barefoot on wet asphalt; lying down on a patch of wet, green grass
the ugly writers

Lone Wolf

It may be melancholic when you think about being lone, be fine still. Trust that the universe has it's own way of making things wonderful and amazing.
the ugly writers

Driving Through Time

In our haste to get to our location we routinely rocket past charming, delightful places. Sometimes we don’t even see them thanks to all the planning and work put into our highway system.
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prognosis

I trespass into the world beyond the living in this mindscape, i see him— a deep entanglement in a chasm of nothingness; faceless, he sits, he waits