Kind of like Janet Jackson in that movie, How did I get married. My chest ignites in your presence, cold sweat buds from my brows, and my muscles tremble beneath my skin. I can barely function and my knees weaken by the second. Inches closer now and within the aura of your sweet fragrance. You remind me of the few sweet moments of my childhood.

Navigate through my thoughts; let me know what you discover. Friday, 17 July 2015. Toiling up the creaky stairs. The effort with a mask of purpose. One foot after the other. Seeking to reach an end I know is not there. And when the neighbours smile,. They expect an end soon,. I know it will not come. There will always be words unsaid. That keep the stairs from breaking. There will always be bad judgment.

Promoting Science, Debunking Religion, Exploring Human Thought. Sunday, June 28, 2015. No, since he was an only child. Was he caught stealing? One afternoon as Luke walked in the front door from schoo.

X000A9; 2015 Reads Jewelers. A doodle dog creative website.

Sunday, March 8, 2015. My twin brother, Diran, got married last December. These were sincere family members, who honestly believed Jide was getting old.