A Short Story
“He raised the fragrant, steaming cup to his lips, the deep brown liquid the only color in a world of grey. In the back of his mind, a voice arose, unbidden: Can you feel its power?”
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“He raised the fragrant, steaming cup to his lips, the deep brown liquid the only color in a world of grey. In the back of his mind, a voice arose, unbidden: Can you feel its power?”
dear internets, why am I awake?
~ # 06:14 ~
RT @danecook: How bad ass am I today?
The gym just begged me to stop.
Lunch couldn’t wait to get to me.
I shit on a bird.
~ # 15:28 ~