dreaming of goddesses, sunflowers and italian sunshine.
yet, every heaven has a hell under its surface.
we long for those we left behind:
not to brag but pretty happy with this piece. thought this up in an exam, wrote the first sentence of every point on my hand and hoped the teacher wouldn't tell me to wipe it off. elaborated on it here. hope you like it!
likes, comments, reviews and general feedback would be appreciated.
edit: found a spelling error, so i fixed it and republished
Written By: Anha
November 24, 2018