Чехли с гъби / Ivan

Призрачният стон на стражите...
          
          
          Той се поколеба преди да скочи надолу и да продължи пътя към Царския храм.

I'm fucking lost

*On a beautiful day at the farmers market*
          
          Ivan: "I haven't had a serious and noticeable noise bleed in years. You can get it to bleed only when you break my nose or there's something serious happening with my life."
          
          Vincent: "Love, your nose is bleeding right now..."
          
          Ivan: "That explains why everything feels light all of a sudden-"
          
          Vincent: "Shi-"

No motivation really 
          
          I'm just exiting
          Though I might write again here someday

I'm back from the dead baby!

Should I let the amateur poet in me post my pieces here? Or should I wait a bit longer until I tjrn them into an actual book?
          
             - Ivan

I have a few ideas as a new plot/s, a few more characters, backstories and personalities for characters,new book cover and such. 
          
          I don't know how long it might take me, so be patient. If you aren't i might not publish ever.
          
          Bye bye
          
          -from Slippers with mushrooms 

I will rewrite that book

I'm back, ladies and gentlemen and everything else, i began editing my lovely book. I hope everyone have patience, because it might be slow.
          
          I hope everything is having a good day.
          Also a random song recommendation for you:
          -Man on the silver mountain by Rainbow.
                It's a good song. No not good. A   G R E A T song.