Personal · Thoughts Eyes for Pennies October 29, 2018 A Blog To Regret whenever I struggle to find the right words I remind myself that poets would starve if love was grammatical Share this:TwitterFacebookLike Loading... Published by A Blog To Regret All my daydreams end with me flying away majestically from a burning building on the back of a pterodactyl. View all posts by A Blog To Regret Share this:TwitterFacebookLike Loading...
A Blog to Regret 