I haven’t always been dead inside. There was a time when I bled inside.
My eyes tell all, they tell my tale, my tale is told, through me behold.
I have no right to define when it’s time for forgiveness.
Welcome to my mind. It’s not usually this quiet. Speak to me, please? Fill up the silence.
Say hypothetically, you just discovered that everything you knew about the world was so inaccurate that even the most intelligent minds of our day had only a decibel of a fraction of facts. I haven’t taken a math class since my junior year of high school. I don’t even know if there’s such a thing […]
So, like an idiot, I never took Spanish in high school. I wanted to but it wasn’t a requirement to graduate and back then, I was very focused on only taking classes I needed to get my diploma. In college, I ended up enrolling in Spanish to fulfill my GC Program. I think I can […]
So what do you push for diarrhea?