thewheepingwillow
🫀just a dead poet’s madness🫀
Bio
While I try not to lose my own sanity, I yearn for pirates, willow trees and other worlds like a wife waiting for her husband lost in the seas…
If I’m not in Welton Academy getting black ink in my fingers, writing from my secret spot and plotting how to get those two idiots together you can look for me in New York, Hell’s Kitchen, and if you yet miss to find me there then I will be definitely hanging out in the 70s with some dead gay wizards.
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