Sometimes we don’t want to speak to anyone. Not in person, not on the phone, not on text, not a thing. We just want to be left alone with our own thoughts. It’s because our body and mind crave silence and solitude sometimes. And that’s okay!
We all knew he liked her.We probably knew before hedid himself.We saw it in his eyes,the way he looked at her,the way he spoke of her.It was obvious.Age didn’t matter – there was a sparkle in his eyes as he spoke of their future.Children that we were,we laughed and teased.But in the inside we were... Continue Reading →
I'm not lost, I'm on my way. The destination is everywhere, so I'm going to keep moving. It's the only way I'll find myself.
The thing he loved most about her was not that her heart had no scars, but that she had turned them into something beautiful and fierce. She wore them like tattoos on her body telling her story, a story too untamed to be spoken.