I have lied to myself and allowed myself to be beaten. I am not who I once was out of fear and out hunger and I wish not to feel the agony of exhausti..
White walls are just white walls unless you do something about it. She did. With a pair of scissors she cut out every flower from every magazine, post..
I grew up on an old road in a town you wouldn't even know. Where the magnolia trees become shadows against a violet sky. We don't have fancy stores or..