Green-Eyed Lad..

Night, I’ve been STRUGGLING to write anything here. Whenever it comes to my mind that someone, anyone, is going to read this, my mind refuses to work and the river ceases to flow. So maybe I -and you, maybe- are going to have to wait for the flood, every time. How can empty spaces hurt? Is not emptiness nothing? How can you be hurt by … Continue reading Green-Eyed Lad..