The New Artists

The slow learning of two strangers.


#Day 575: Russian Romance

"Well, why would you want to be with me anyway?" I say with disdain as I sit on the porch. He turns around and looks me dead in the eye, and says with all the withdrawal in him buried by his insane love- "You're a goddamn cigarette, you know that? You fill me with regret … Continue reading #Day 575: Russian Romance