Myself

*Monologue that I wrote for a challenge on hit record to write something for a teenage that is not about depression or death* " I don't think you should say things like that; you are so young and men don't like that.  It sounds selfish." "What do you mean I shouldn't say things like that?... Continue Reading →

Inability

She would never know her true life's meaning. At least not when in relation to his life and how she is his reason. Her life's meaning is to be his touch to the world. "I miss you" Her voice came through perfectly, not a single syllable mumbled. It was almost too clear. Before this point... Continue Reading →

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