Thoughts

I packed up my belongings and moved to the big city, The Big Apple, as they call it. No clear plans, no real guidance, just hopes and...

Unfortunately, I will never understand why love is not enough.

Why is love so cruel?

I hate you.

Everything is so much better when your eyes are shut.

Why is it that when it’s finally time to write, my mind goes completely blank? I always seem to have the best ideas when I’m nowhere near...