There are very few moments that I have him to myself when it's quiet enough for me to indulge myself in his presence. I'll ask him what he's thinking,..
"You were my sweet child," she said to me, "I don't know what happened to you."I just stood there beside her bed and shrugged it off, joking with her...
Growing up I was sexually abused by my aunt's "husband" (they're illegal immigrants so they can't get married in America). I do not remember much but ..
This overall isn't for anyone but myself, though you are free to read. This is to be a reminder of who I am, where I come from, my beliefs and what ma..
Tell me what's your name?Will we be friends or will we never talk again?I don't know what to say;I'm trying to act normal but mentally I'm losing all ..
My words are splattered paint on the wall.Pure, raw emotion thrown at a hard and unaesthetic canvas.For no heavens or any angels above blessed my hand..