It was Halloween afternoon. I was sitting in my bedroom readinga book, when 4 year old Corbin walked in my room asking if we could play.After some gig..
My clothes of whiteHands covered in powderFace painted porcelainLips of brownMy cheeks hollowMy eyes of lonely mischiefIn the dead of nightThey scan t..
I don't get paid to babysit anyoneI'm only looking for the one to loveII need a manA manWho can act like a manLast June, I was walking down the street..
Will you call me when I'm famous?Will you call my name?The scariest part about befriending people is you never truly know their real intentions with y..
One of my absolute favorite fictional characters is a girl named Louisa Clark.Simply put - she's real.She isnt your typical made up bombshell of a gir..
Let go.And surprise yourself.We've all been there.Fear of rejection.Fear of not being accepted.Fear of ourselves.We fear because we've felt the pain. ..
The rainstorm and the river are my brothersthe hereinand the otter are my friendsand we are connected to each otherin a circlein a hoop that never end..
Your heart,my heartSit tight like bookendsPages between us Written with no end So many words we're not sayingDon't want to wait until it's goneYou mak..
You wouldn'tbelieve us if we told you sir.Try me.Many years ago, when I was a little girl - Iremember a certain moment vividly. It was Christmasmornin..
This is a shout out to my ex: You're really quite the man.You made my heart break and it made me who I amHere's to my exHey look at me nowWell I'm all..