What A Treacherous Thing To Believe That

Don't Swear In The Literal Heart Of Jesus.

Sunlight Feels Warm And Rough Against Your Skin Like A Kiss On The Cheek From Your Dad.

Writing Is Something You Do Alone. It's A Profession For Introverts Who Wanna Tell You A Story But Don't Wanna Make Eye Contact While Telling It

What Is The Point Of Being Alive If You Don't At Least Try To Do Something Remarkable?

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