She was tired. She was upset. She hated how life was. She didn't like scraping by each day.She didn't like crying an hiding how she feels. She didn't ..
Love.What do we love?Love where do we find it?What is love?Love can it be real or fake?Why do we have love and feel love?No one can control love.No on..
I guess you can say the reason i write is so i can show who i am show what i think. I also want to make it as a career, that among other things. I des..