Life is how it is, and there's no changing that. It comes, and it goes. Along with it, moments come, and moments pass. But these moments, they don't ever truly die--not so long as someone is there to remember them. Through this graveyard of memories is our only real way to access our past. And… Continue reading Nostalgia Pt. 2
Visit mine if you'd like--but depending upon which door you knock, I can't promise you'll leave.
I'm down to my skin and bone, and my Mommy, she can't put down the phone, and stop asking how I'm doing all alone.