A hopeless romantic, a college grad, a joker of all trades, knows a little bit about everything, but truly nothing at all.
Silent steps along the shadowy willows.
There once was a boy who liked spoiled endings. It didn’t matter the content, it didn’t matter the story, but the boy…
I wrote this a month ago on October 24, 2018. I didn’t publish it because I just needed a place to vent my emotions, but I want to now that it has been about a month since his passing. I’m still busy doing multiple other…
Most of my hangouts and times that I’ve been social have occurred due to myself putting my physical body in situations where I’m supposed to and almost obligated to interact with many numerous…