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The story of someone who's had a long, happy life and in old age is ready to finally rest.

Who do you think I am? As you read, what do you imagine me as? Who am I?

I want what they have. Something kind.Something sweet. I want someone to look at me the way he looks at her. With adoration.With full accepta..

I closed my eyes. I listened. I heard. I accept. I explained. I was hated. So I sat there in silence. I tasted with my heart. I felt. I was..

For the last few months, I’ve watched her expression lose a little light each day.I watched her sigh increasingly more as her boyfriend slowly s..

When someone dies, there's nothing you can honestly say for comfort.

Let's just say the movie I was watching and the song my phone was playing didn't go well together and uh...this is what I got out of it.

To be honest, I just wrote this while I was feeling random.

Sometimes I get it, sometimes I don’t.Sometimes I want him, other times I don’t.At points, my mind feels clouded and I feel numb.My confu..

I dropped down to one knee and pulled out the ring. I’d spent months looking for the ring that would fit her personality, and just as long..