A collection of things that simply make me smile or cry. Anything that makes me feel at all. I am slowly but surely learning the harsh realities of this world we live in and all the life lessons. I find myself having to scream, kick, and claw to the top often times. And I am very nostalgic of simple times, places, people.
"When she first went to prison, she was certain that if she could just explain herself correctly, her captors would set her free; the problem was not her, but how she expressed herself. And I'm not locked up, but this is why I write, too; to repair the communicative breach that I think stands between me and a freer, better life