Once you hear the…
Unforsaken
Dreaded
Unwanted
Unforbidden
Squiggly letters that fly together, creating the horrid sentence of:
“I don’t think I can l-o-v-e”
Believe
Run
Hold your breath
Scream if you must
But believe. Be that little child that believes in the magical world of fairies. Twinkling stars in a flying night.
Believe.
And run. Run far away or the twinkling lights of your night will dim your soul as this is truth.
, “I don’t think I can love”
Emotional musings
Life is short..... but it's long enough to make you forget.....that it doesn't last for ever!
Photography at its most candid
Open collective to share what you have learned
Scene Around Me
kaizen on my lexapro
A great WordPress.com site
Aren't you awesome for visiting my blog!?
Writing \ Research \ Photography
तपाइँलाई यो सानो वेबपेजमा स्वागत छ । paudelpadamprasad@gmail.com
The Adventures of an Erotica Author (18+)
Addiction Resource & Sober Living Ideas
finding happiness
I want to sing like the birds sing, not worrying about who hears or what they think.
Emotional musings
Life is short..... but it's long enough to make you forget.....that it doesn't last for ever!
Photography at its most candid
Open collective to share what you have learned
Scene Around Me
kaizen on my lexapro
A great WordPress.com site
Aren't you awesome for visiting my blog!?
Writing \ Research \ Photography
तपाइँलाई यो सानो वेबपेजमा स्वागत छ । paudelpadamprasad@gmail.com
The Adventures of an Erotica Author (18+)
Addiction Resource & Sober Living Ideas
finding happiness
I want to sing like the birds sing, not worrying about who hears or what they think.
Cami*Star Poetry 