Have you ever really thought about time, and how valuable it truly is? Oh, where are my manners: HAPPY NEW YEAR guys, lasses, readers, lovers and friends! It feels so good to be writing again. When it comes to my art, it’s been/is the real bumpy ride. Spilt milk, really.
23 has been on my mind lately, albeit the fact that it is a little over a month away. Trust me though-if adulting so far is anything to go by, I am in no hurry. No sir. However, there is one fitting mood as I make my entree: #Iaintsorry. Thank
Darling, Smile. When the world tempts to overwhelm you with darkness and people’s holes seek to consume you. When things do not go your way and disappointment seems to be your day to day. When adversity slithers into your life and heartache prevails. When it gets hard, and darling, it
It wasn’t all love. It hasn’t always been love. In fact, the first night I spent here I cried. I wanted to go home. Completely unaware that four life sculpting years later, I would be calling you, home. I cried, but you cradled my tears. You taught me that pain,