If I focus on the negative then all I’ll get is more negativity. Harry is right. I’m not giving any effort. I’m stuck in a rut, cataloging all that is wrong with Farah. 62 more words
Tinder For The Fire
By Bethany Reams
The rain is strong today.
I climbed into my old bed and sat there for a while listening to the rain patter on the metal roof. 288 more words
The Joking Life
I have a pain in my brain. I don’t think it’s from overwork, probably the opposite. Long periods with little brain activity. I was was never one to calculate very often. 28 more words
The Life & Times of Talulah Strauss
I’m sick. Very sick, in fact. It’s the type of sick where you find yourself aimlessly rolling around your bed in hopes of finding the spare tissue you tucked somewhere. 1,107 more words
2 hours, 6 minutes
I know I’m bad about posting. I’m sorry, I’m just so busy.
So, I do have to switch RSD doctors. I am so nervous I can’t even put it into words. 1,215 more words
2 hours, 35 minutes
From Cornfields to Cobblestone
Remember when you were a kid and people asked you what you were going to be when you grow up? I used to say: an artist. 896 more words
Running through the little bodies
Surrounding you and I.
The doors open and our feet
Pound the ground
Kicking up gravel behind us.
Time moves slowly- 96 more words
3 hours, 33 minutes