I only work under pressure. There is no other way.
I probably would like to know what happens in my subconscious unfiltered by what I know as ‘myself’ which is ultimately my protective shell. I want to know. But I may not be ready to unravel. Not just yet.
Books to the ceiling,
Books to the sky,
My pile of books is a mile high.
How I love them! How I need them!
I’ll have a long beard by the time I read them
You only have ONE pile? Sometimes I doubt your commitment to Sparkle Motion …
All of the book gifs all the time please.