Turned
Written by Jacob Ibrag The world turned, but not with me in it. Wallpaper weakening its grip on my secrets.Continue Reading
Written by Jacob Ibrag The world turned, but not with me in it. Wallpaper weakening its grip on my secrets.Continue Reading
Written by Jacob Ibrag Words. Her lip ticks at the speechless. Fading a little bit more from second to minute.Continue Reading
Written by Jacob Ibrag The haziness begins to subside yet we try and bring it back. The cloudy nature aroundContinue Reading
4/2/2018 “If somebody likes me, I want them to like the real me, not what they think I am. AndContinue Reading
Written by Jacob Ibrag In response to the silence, we danced. Making music in our heads. Matching step for step.Continue Reading





