I have to be honest.
I have issues.
I am a mess of emotions and poor coping skills.
And I know I’m not being melodramatic because I’ve scared myself on multiple occasions with the vast swing of my emotions. 757 more words
By Sebastien Wilcox for Memorial Post
Why do we read the obituaries of complete strangers? Maybe a more fitting question would be “what is love?” or “how do they get caramel inside Caramilk chocolate bars?” Because questions like these mess with our brains, are purely subjective, and are based on an insurmountable amount of factors – none of which a 500-word blog could ever warrant. 455 more words
We all have those moments, the ones you can look back on and say, “What if . . . ” or “If only . . . 601 more words