cigarette blues
a continuation to this
A man wakes up on a roof not knowing who or where he is, or why there’s blood, or why the only thing he has in his possession is the still warm cigarette clenched in his palm.
a continuation to this
A man wakes up on a roof not knowing who or where he is, or why there’s blood, or why the only thing he has in his possession is the still warm cigarette clenched in his palm.
yes okay novel idea all the ideas
And suddenly, I am full of feels.