You never really used chapstick as often as you should. So you always ended up picking at…
On respecting people’s love language.
I’m sick of having a supporting role in my own life story.
They are just a little bit ‘different’ from everyone else…and we are usually better because of their…
My first love, etched indelibly in my heart,
Lightning splits the seething womb asunder
My arm over the edge,