I’ve got bad habits. I don’t always listen to my voice of reason; even when I know it’s right. I turn off my phone because I’d rather not say I’m not okay, than explain why. Sometimes I fake my smile so no one will really look at me because a smile is enough these days.… Continue reading Bad Habits.
Sometimes things happen. Bad things. Things that don’t make sense and you struggle with feelings and thoughts that shake you and leave you ajar. Like the gaping wounds that surface with the suddenness of things. Not everything is meant to make sense. Some things are better left to the imagination – you can trick yourself… Continue reading Senseless.