Don’t take it slow girl

Slowly I imagine speed sometimes... Me driving a car, a red one, I don't know why I always dream of myself inside of a red car, maybe because I associate that color with danger and adrenaline, or love, or maybe because that was the color of my dad's car, but it is always red. I … Continue reading Don’t take it slow girl

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Obstacles of a twisted writer in college

Obstacles of a twisted writer in college Obstacles I am in the bus, leading to a new destination, to fulfill my life. I would have said to create it, but then it goes against my ideals: "You don't start living when you become 18. A new beginning comes only after an end, so you just … Continue reading Obstacles of a twisted writer in college