Stranger, the one born in May With dark hair like they led a pride Yea, that stranger with eyes shot red from all the dance trees trigger.[...]
Stranger, the one born in May With dark hair like they led a pride Yea, that stranger with eyes shot red from all the dance trees trigger.[...]
You're not ready. I remember when I thought I was the only one who understood how to love. How I’d preach that I knew first-hand what it m[...]
We're all flesh, blood, sand, and some would add bones trying to figure this life out. We don't have a method to our madness or some unique[...]
This is the last letter I wrote to you, the one before I burned the bridge, these bridges we've walked over too many times. Patching and men[...]
"Wise men once said no response is a response but why won’t you believe that. Do you enjoy the ways grown adults march boldly over your he[...]
It's my birthday today; I'm smiling brightest for all the reasons I'm grateful and so my life's perfect?! So I wear red lipsticks, and th[...]
You could find me on a Saturday night. Find me daring time and all the forces I can't understand, wielding this blunt knife, the same one th[...]
"Is it love if the blue butterflies in my tummy aren't merry in the first season of our love story?" Sit down for this one, look closely at[...]
"I know you love me, but I don’t love you like that, but can you stay friends with me. In other words, can I torture you as your heart bre[...]
Last night I dreamt of you, not the usual fairy good tale that strolls into reality, bringing a smile with it or the warm feeling that descr[...]