I want to be a boy. Not a boy, in the sense of liked and respected. But a boy, in the sense of scraped knees and calloused hands. A boy in the sense of climbing trees and playing in the sand. A boy in the way a bird flies in the breeze, » Continue Reading
So i'e decided that my blogs will literally just be me writing letters to my dad. It helps me cope, and i know that at least someone will be reading it. It may also help others going through a loss realize they aren't alone and show them a way of coping with it that they hadn't thought of or tried yet.. :).... (p.s.my space bar sticks sometimes so if there are missing spaces between words, ignor... » Continue Reading
I've seen some people vent on their blogs before and I don't really have any where else to vent so I thought " why not ", you know? so here's your final warning before continuing. This is a vent about my father and will be written as if I were speaking to him. Got it? Good. if you have any advice please comment it. gods know i could use it right now » Continue Reading