she became content with being misplaced because, at the very least, it meant she couldn't be used.
shellcasey wrote, "I challenge you to write a tiny story about one of your images."
[i'll openly admit that tiny stories are not my strong suit. but a challenge is a challenge :)]
and I didn’t know things had changed,
until we shared space and I could feel death in every moment.
grief passing in minutes, stung into my skin
tender bones brittling under your...
My second year trying this, so, here goes nothing?
In terms of records, I most commonly upload photography, though I used to mostly do visual remixes. On rare occasion I write....