"The night grows darker and more people arrive. I don’t know them. They’re similar in that they laugh louder than they need to and become enamored with whoever’s selling false promises." This piece blissed me out and the fact that this kind of committed passionate intense writing is materializing here with no evident motivation than to exist makes it that much more impressive-- the purity. So refreshing. Right on is all I can say. Nice.
this is damn good. "We had a teacher who appeared too friendly in front of parents and screamed at students for blowing their noses in class. Whenever she yelled, Olivia would hold my hand under the desk" got me right in the feels
This is so so good!!!
Thank you so much!
"The night grows darker and more people arrive. I don’t know them. They’re similar in that they laugh louder than they need to and become enamored with whoever’s selling false promises." This piece blissed me out and the fact that this kind of committed passionate intense writing is materializing here with no evident motivation than to exist makes it that much more impressive-- the purity. So refreshing. Right on is all I can say. Nice.
Thank you so much, Rich! You're very kind :)
So beautiful
Thank you, Vince!
this is damn good. "We had a teacher who appeared too friendly in front of parents and screamed at students for blowing their noses in class. Whenever she yelled, Olivia would hold my hand under the desk" got me right in the feels
Thank you so much, Will!