This is a street I could fall in love on, where everyone's eyes reflect the stringed lights. Cobbles hold the weight of it all - the hearts and the hopes of what could and might.
Wonderful Imperfection
It is easy to be Loved when you are devoid of the undesirable.
Sticky Notes
I'll gather them all in a crumpled pile and watch as they writhe and convulse beneath the flame. Suddenly, they are gone. It's tragic that I can't do the same.
Strength’s Owner
No man owns his own strength.
Self-Worth is Flaky
In the last couple weeks, I have been a part of a spiral of issues. I was going to say "I fell into a spiral of issues," but that makes it sound like they took me down, and they didn't...
THANK YOU! (202 Followers!!)
So, I was slightly scolded and very honored when I wrote my post about acquiring 100 followers (though after 99, I had 2 people follow my post at the same time, so it ended up really being 101 followers). I was honored because heck, that's 101 people in the world that like my writing enough... Continue Reading →
Someone Dies Every Day
...and that someone is your age. Someday, that someone will be you.
The Name of My Landscape
An identity- Wholeheartedly