Writing is a form of therapy; sometimes I wonder how all those who do not write, compose or paint can manage to escape the madness, melancholia, the panic fear which is inherent in a human situation. – Graham… Read More
Yeah, that’s right, you heard me. There are two of them. Identical, except one of girls has a wound over her left collarbone, she’s been shot and now on foot. If we find and contain her first, we’ll… Read More
Listen, it’s not safe for us to be here like this, but I needed to make sure you’ll look after her for me. Like you promised. You have to. All of a sudden, I’m a millionaire, and if… Read More
It’s never too late to be what you might have been. – George Eliot
I walk this earth an alienno place here for a castawaysurrounded all the timestill alone My blood, it’s not like yoursit repelsit taintsit makes things you love disappear
Pray not for a lighter load, but for stronger shoulders. – Augustine of Hippo
