"Well, said Nancy, "how about Roger?" Timber: "Rabbit." "Theodore?" "Chipmunk." "John?" "Toilet." "Baby, any name you pick, if those little pests want to tease you, they'll figure something cruel to say...."
What’s in a name?!
Poem 1
My solitude My silence My passion My pain The effort alone it takes to regain The level of quiet is insane I can't stand it... Most days I tell my brain it needs to shut up Stop dwelling on all the ways I messed up Today Yesterday The day before that It's useless I'm just... Continue Reading →
Have you seen this girl?
Priorities, lack of time and responsibilities made her feel like an unwelcome distraction. Guilt drove her away.
Tie My Tubes Already 