I loved words. I love to sing them and speak them and even now, I must admit, I have fallen into the joy of writing them.
-Anne Rice
I loved words. I love to sing them and speak them and even now, I must admit, I have fallen into the joy of writing them.
-Anne Rice
I write for pleasure and pain. I dance with the waves of my anger, and let my colors cry out of agony.
The header picture and the background on this page is a photo of an alley in Barcelona, taken by me in 2016. Don’t steal without credits.
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