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Upon my back, a story old. A lifetime's tale, seldom told. Good or bad, lose or win. All imprinted on my skin. All the deeds that I have done. Some in sorrow, most for fun.
Do you embarrass yourself easily. I don't. It's almost impossible to embarrass me because my entire life has been one cack-handed catastrophe after another.
Morning all. Was up all last night, most of it spent contemplating my navel and not drinking whiskey. Nevermind.
When I was born my mother said ' My child is born from the heavens bed,. When I was 1, my father said ' my child can crawl but when she walks he falls,.
It has been a cold, dark winter. The beast has been waiting. It's master is impatient for the day when he can proudly hear its roar.
I'd like to tell you a story. This is the story of a sizeable chunk of rose quartz, a little smaller than my palm and very beautiful. One day, when I was about six, I was at a friend's house.
the girl who always looks sad but claims she’s fine. the girl who puts sad messages up everyday. the girl who when she sees you, smiles a half a smile.
Dear Someone, You know how some people say, that when you know you've found the person that you'll be absolutely in love with for the rest of your life, you feel something inside you click.
You know who you are. And overall what I'm trying to say is that I hate you. I hate that you always come back and you stay and then you leave after nothing is going on in my life.
18 hours of fear and pain 18 hours till someone came Promises of love that turned to dust Violence and pain, the bubble burst Threatened with knives, stick, scissors and gun Pushed and pulled,...
I was warned I shouldn't go mixing They're no longer 'my kind of crowd'. The warning signs were early- Numbers increased as the music got loud.
You know it struck me the other day we don't often keep a diary of our respective journeys as entrepreneurs. Not memoir stuff when you've made it big or given up, but down and dirty reality TV style.
Good Morning. Or should that be good afternoon. Last night turned into a bit of a whiskey fuelled mission playing Street Fighter with my drummer and swearing at foxes in the street.
As I look over Opuss, I see a million and 1 posts full of heartbreaking poetry and endless questioning of love.
There isn’t a moment that goes by where I don’t think about you. I remember all the good times, the memories, the way things were…The more I think about those times, I regret how I was.
You see the thing is, I love her more then anything. I've known her for years and she's my life. I can't live without her.
Right I've been putting off doing this because I get a bit bored when I start writing pieces that are too long but I think it's only fair that I share some of my travel stories with you guys, from...
Chastity. But my friends call me Chas (: I am 18 years old. My life has just became up side down but it is okay.. I have God and I still have people that love me.
Ok, I'm going to be brutally honest. I am currently in a rather unhealthy relationship. I just can't stand to be away from him.
'There is always one' is the saying with comical meanings. But to the few decent guys out there the meaning is about a girl than a joke.
When all you see is crumbling, But the walls stay strong and high. When all is lost, you're stumbling, to the floor where you shall cry.
This is a blog and this me. Hello there. Now, what do I put in these things.
It starts with a coffee, the first hardly touches the sides, it's the second that gives you that much needed caffeine hit. Then I'm ready to go.
She was a strange girl in my neighbourhood. She was a hand in hand walk home with a kiss. She was pushed aside for four years. She accepted it and moved on. She was my best friend.