All there is ever, is the now. He knew not what to do,. He knew not what to see,. He knew not what to hear,. He knew not what to say,. He knew not what to be,. Towards the sky and inside a soul. What all do we rule, dad? I wonder. The tears need to come out.

My goal with this blog is to offend everyone in the world at least once with my words so no one has a reason to have a heightened sense of themselves. We are all ignorant, we are all found wanting, we are all bad people sometimes. WordPress Meet and Greet - All Bloggers Welcome. Spring, Summer, Fall, and Winter. These People Should NOT Read My Blog.

Take a Ride on My Mood Swing. Where Bipolar Lives Even If Wished Dead. On April 9, 2018 by morgueticiaatoms. As mentioned previously,my daughter has a dentist appointment after school today. I call it second hand anxiety. Triggers and second hand anxiety. On April 9, 2018 by morgueticiaatoms.

Pour vivre heureux, vivons cachés. The sky is so grey,. No moon and no stars tonight. My body is pure,. I do not eat carcasses. I am not a grave. Dance in the dusk, they bright. In Sarah ש ר ה.

Embracing Life Today In A Creative Way. Asymp; Leave a comment. Reblogged from Dream Big, Dream Often. Please visit her blog and read her amazing posts. Originally posted on Dream Big, Dream Often. Leave a link to your page or post in the comments of this post.

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