Maybe it’s celebrity. Or maybe they’re just stupid.
For me, bipolar is being lost. I can make out the real world, as blurry as it may be, but it doesn’t make sense. I stand with my feet anchored in…
No, really?
Here we go again, right? Another anonymous writer running his mouth about love. Do I know it…
the world cracked openand he came pouring intome in tidal waves.
There is a golden placein the highest chamber of my heartthat is adorned with the…
Once in a while you will find the one — that just clicks with you.
Once in a while — your heart will sing.