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My Dr told me I had a nervous bleeding in my brain. The judge told me I was criminally insane. I knew some of my crazy was from the cocaine. I looked at him and said. Crying clowns and morbid sounds.
I realized that i updated all of you about getting published a few months ago, but never really shared the details, in case some of you wanted to buy it. January 18, 2015 8 Comments.
Hope and Healing Through Photography and Poetic Expression. I Want To Know Pain Shadow Series part VI. Mars and Venus on a Perch. Knowledge, by Philip Memmer.
I can feel the edge right under my feet. I am now conscious after such a long time. Shall I fall right now or stay still, incomplete? I was safe and risking it seems to be a crime. I fear the way you filled the empty space. My heart beats so fast I can hear its sound.
Fighting the FEAR, depression and BDP on a daily basis AND making my own bread. I sometimes think I should come off social media completely as everyone seems to be getting on my fricking nerves nowadays.
There are still boxes piled in corners around the house, unopened. My father likes to be a bit dramatic. But this time feels different. This time my mother filed papers, my father has set a deadline on when he is moving out, and meanwhile he moved upstairs into the spare bedroom. He even knows who he is going to stay with. Yes, this time is different. This time, the divorce is actually happening.
You plague my life day after, day after day. I think about how you used to hold my hand. And how you always thought my jokes were so grand. I think about the time we went to Paris.
A Friend is a Hard Thing to Come By. A blog delivered to you by Stephen Pollard. Our Beloved City, Mourning. A scream louder than a dozen gunshots. The pain of oppression and atrocity of sin. Drowning out songs with screams,. Burning down hope with devastation. That should have never been sacrificed. That their deaths will not immortalize hatred,.
Processing The World One Word At A Time. An Ode to You, The Other Women. Now, she has the privilege of loving you, and arguing with you. She has the privilege of making love to you. The one who eagerly took my life. I hope you treat it with more attention than I.
I love him a little less. Touch him a little less. Kiss him a little less. I want him a little less. Never let him too deep under your. But what if I fall in love with the. I breathe him a little less. Try flirting a little less. I crave him a little less. Cause that is the only way I know. Nothing should be served in great quantities. Passion is the mother of mistrust.
Life, love, and a dash of wonder. It was an adventure to remember. A sweaty, blood rushing one. Sixteen adventurers took the challenge and conquered the mountains that weekend. The journey was more than worth it. Last weekend, I conquered the highest peak of the Queen City of the South, Cebu, Philippines, the OsmeƱa Peak. The road to the marketplace. A journey is best measured in friends rather than miles. Gray skies hovering over the green mountains.
Time passes, but memories stay with us forever. Our memories shall be immortalized. All ups and downs, joy and laughter, tears and sorrow will be shared. Sunday, March 7, 2010. If things are going to continue going at this rate, I would need a plan B! Work aside, shifting house has been an .