Category Being Twenty Seven.
A vague post.
“We have the right, and the obligation, to tell old stories in our own ways, because they are our stories.” – Neil Gaiman At this point, I don’t feel like I need to explain myself. This blog isn’t Facebook, and though I am aware that this is the internet, I kind of feel like this […]
Setting boundaries.
“Well if we take all these things and we bury them fast And we’ll pray that they turn to seeds, to roots and then grass It’d be all right, it’s all right, it’d be easier that way Or if the sky opened up and started pouring rain Like you knew he was trying to start […]
Unexpected Liberation 