The stools huddled together, braced for another one of his incoherent solo poetry slams.
(Photo: Noah Webb; Dwell)
The stools huddled together, braced for another one of his incoherent solo poetry slams.
(Photo: Noah Webb; Dwell)
hAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
Ha! Replace “stools” with “cats” - story
do with people who think they are always right? From what i see, there are 3 ways to it: 1) Ask them to be more open to...
Pure poetry… plus it’s tweet length.
This is me!!! unhappyhipsters:
I would huddle too.
Marzenie o swoim studio pisarskim: pusto, jasno, czysto. Aż chce się pisać. Zero dekoncentratorów.
Laughed out loud at this one, from unhappyhipsters: