love where nothing exists burns into obsession.
unexpected love blooms rapidly.
the piano lingers in hallowed halls.
in my dreams, my art comes to life.
we would never exist as we do now without our past mistakes.
the sun, like the moon and stars, is our guardian. our mother.
that is life, isn’t it? you know that you’ll die in the end, but you continue to live. why?
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Broken glass. Broken heart. Broken soul. 6 word stories first originated from Ernest Hemmingway off of a bet. He bet his friends that he could write a story in six words. His friends cashed in. And, then, Hemmingway wrote, “For sale: baby shoes, never worn.” His friends went home empty; he went home with aContinue reading “Six-Word Stories: Beautiful and Tragic”