Monthly Archives: November 2015
No One’s Every Had a Scowl After Riding a Roller Coaster
We all Start Somewhere
The Void is Gone (poem)
I’ve been searching for something I cannot see, this something eludes me. I have troubles dealing with the unknown, knowing farewell that I’m not alone. I’ve never been one to give my time, but it’s never too late to shine. My selfishness, my ego, my pride, it doesn’t feel right…