I Love You. Damn you.

I love you. Damn you. I love you... I love you... I love you. I love you for earning my trust. I love you for making me feel safe. I love you for making me feel wanted. I love you for making me feel alive. I love you for giving me hope. I love you …

The thing about writing is…

The thing about writing is....It's fucking hard! I have a million things to say; but allowing myself to put them on paper is a most difficult thing. The majority of what I want to say and want to share with the world are at least rooted in my own true tales. The stories of every …

Was? Is.

I had a girlfriend once. And a boyfriend. And a husband. Yes, at the same time. Yes, they all knew about each other.No, they weren't all together too.Well, my husband and my girlfriend were. And my boyfriend was my girlfriends husband. So we were all together in some ways I suppose. Were? Was?Were... Was... It …