Ink
Sometimes I paint, sometimes I write, but more often than not I try to do both things at the same time.
Meta4
I will write you down thousands of blog entries.
My story will serve as a shining beacon,
to warn women of you and your kind.
Murder, she wrote.
Murder, she wrote.
Murderer!
She wrote.
And such was the beginning of an end
of something so beautiful.
Something she was so meticulous
about as she shaped the fine edges of a
lifelong dream.