Alara
@paperthin
“For I have known them all already, known them all—
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons.”
I wove my way through the pileup and toward the store, hoping my cap would keep me invisible—I felt like a ghost anyway.
Her çiçeğin bir mevsimi, her kitabın bir zamanı vardır. Haziranın tadını yeni hikâyelerle çıkarın.
The card had a night sky on the outside, dozens of stars spread across it, and on the inside something about stars being like memories in the darkness of sorrow .
