Beschreibung
My thoughts screamed, begged, pleaded to be on paper. So I fulfilled their wishes. My hands could not endure any pain of procastination and so they tortured me with guilt. I lied so many times to my own face. Something only a human being would do. My Soul yearned for a higher pleasure and found it in my saddest moments. My heart followed great poets only to be met with an average writing skill author. I do not know where this road will lead me. Do you?
Herstellerkennzeichnung:
Storylution GmbH
Biberstraße 5
1010 Wien
AT
E-Mail: story.one@story.one
