Grasp
Written by Jacob Ibrag Grasp for the pen my friend. Write till you can’t. Write till there’s nothing left. AndContinue Reading
Written by Jacob Ibrag Grasp for the pen my friend. Write till you can’t. Write till there’s nothing left. AndContinue Reading
7/31/2017 “My tongue will tell the anger of my heart, or else my heart concealing it will break.” – WilliamContinue Reading
Written by Jacob Ibrag ‘Empty and meaningless, and it’s empty and meaningless that it’s empty and meaningless.’ I get that. It’sContinue Reading
Written by Jacob Ibrag It’s off, the mood in this apartment. Like something’s missing, or gone. Noticed it when weContinue Reading





