BlankPageTheory : Writing

From a Prick's Point of Veiw

From a Prick's Point of Veiw

A Poem by BlankPageTheory


in a way, im not regretful, but more ashamed then anything.
Just Nonsense

Just Nonsense

A Poem by BlankPageTheory


Im tired.

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