A place to express what cannot be said aloud. I know everybody has their moments in life, and I know that everyone has a story. Well this is my story! I grew up in a small county in North Carolina, moved to the 7th largest city in the United States and am going to an art school. This needs to be a place where we can express and learn from each other.

Sunday, March 18, 2018. Spring was starting to appear in all the trees and flowers, and skies filled with birds. But the chill of winter was lingering and as the day started to fade to evening, Kaylee and I snuggled close together under her covers to stay warm. Kaylee held the book in her hands and she sounded out words and read the pages to me. A new skill learned in kindergarten.

Wednesday, August 6, 2014. Those self-inflicted labels became my identity. I took pity with me as I crawled through life. However, something truly miraculous happened. When I accepted Jesus into my life, the old me had died. 18 All this is from God, who reconciled us to himself through Christ and gave us the ministry of reconciliation. Tuesday, July 22, 2014. How could I ever love someone who turned their back on me? I sat there and thought of my prev.

Monday, August 26, 2013. How often do we think about this phrase? What does it mean to you? Are you saying, well, duh, just do what you are told.

Тя го правеше било то за забавление, или просто за бял прах. Всяка сутрин, преди да отида на работа, я виждах как се прибира омърлушена, опетнена, изгубила поредният чифт бельо, с кървящ нос и дъх на сперма. Но нямаше сутрин, в която, когато можеше да стои на краката си, да не ме поглеждаше.