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It seemed to her as though everything that was good and true had been blasted out of the world. All those things had been crushed destroyed made to disappear.

Anna Godbersen

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Anna Godbersen
Age: 44
Born: 1980
Born: April 10
Writer
Berkeley
California
World
Destroyed
Seemed
Though
True
Everything
Made
Blasted
Good
Crushed
Things
Disappear

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