I have been in my head something fierce today. Countless times throughout the day I’ve had to pull myself out of my revelries, catching myself
If I attempted one thing and was guaranteed success it would be becoming a professional writer. That’s been the biggest dream of mine for so
I don’t know what in the hell makes my kid think she’s ‘above‘ anyone else because I sure as hell didn’t raise her that way.
I’ve finally managed to post My Story after months of it being put back in my drafts. I couldn’t understand why some of the font
I don’t know exactly how to title this post other than ‘Prayers Answered’. That’s the only thing I can think to label it right now
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