My mother finally told us the story of her younger brother Thurmon. When he was two the doctors discovered the he had Leukemia and her family was devastated. She has always spoken of her horrible recurring nightmares of hospitals with long marble hallways and terrible ghosts that would emerge from the rooms as she passed. She went to stay with her ( Read more... )

I keep having these moments- that are so perfect I could just die. Nothing spectacular- no stars going supernova or mind-blowing love… just a walk across the courtyard at twilight where the air is the perfect temperature and the breeze caresses your face in just the right way, or a leaf lying in the grass- all brittle and brown. I feel as though my ( Read more... )

we lay down beside the lake of our love ( Read more... )

One fourth of my life has slipped by and I have barely noticed it. I wake up in the morning and I feel old. There are a very few distinct and meaningful memories, and the rest is a wash of fulfilled obligations and necessary regrets. I wish I had more control over my own existence, but I even prevent myself from having that. I have a very strong ( Read more... )

Puedo escribir los versos más tristes esta noche ( Read more... )

I'm struggling so hard right now ( Read more... )

"There's a whole lot of singing that's never gonna be heard ( Read more... )

Yesterday the beauty raged back into my life ( Read more... )

The joys of having a laptop... I never have to listen to my psychology teacher, who (by the way) requires us to bring these to class! Haha ( Read more... )

Well, hootie hoo ( Read more... )