Why is it so hard just being human? Even as a human, it's still one of the most difficult things to be.
Has life in the US become so stressful that it's impossible NOT to become addicted to something?
There’s a certain feeling that I think most every person gets at a funeral, when everyone comes together to grieve and celebrate the life of whoever has passed. Every good memory with the person fills our minds and any and all bad times are like they never happened. Any problems the family had just goes […]… Continue reading Re-post: Holding On by Defining Yellow
His leering eyes ran wild across the fairness of her skin so delicate.
"I'm coming for everything they said I couldn't have."
Is this what love feels like? Is this how it begins? Am I even capable of this?
Quiet people have the loudest minds