Tagged: The Interlude


a letter, a polaroid, and going home

i wanted it to rain that day. but it didn’t. it was quite hot, a typical autumn day in our city. i was the first one to reach. it always annoy me to wait...

Dear Friend #22 0

Dear Friend #22

Dear friend, It wasn’t long ago that when something happened, the first thing I did was tell you about it. It was the best part of my days. I haven’t felt that catharsis in...