Ode to My Man
I don't want to get hurt any more. I don't want to hurt other people any more. I want to get out of the hurting business.
I find it easier to just jot my words down than to actually express them out in an emotional manner out of my mouth. It just feels like when Im writing my feelings down they come...
Maybe one day I will have the time and motivation to write about my life. I can say that I've been through many ups and downs and my life story seems to have inspired others to be...
Sometimes I have a hard time getting the words out of my head. I become flustered and stutter, and sometimes I just can't get them out at all... Like they're stuck. Words only flow...
I can write a book about anything or an essay,tell me you want a speech its not happening lol
He loved the ocean and football.
So he picked up and moved his family to the ocean and he coached football.
He was a strong man, and a generous one.
Not good with words, or...
I have realized this so many times. I keep beating around the bush when trying to make my point when I speak but when I write an email, I am totally different. How I wish I could...
I don't know how to verbally say how I feel normally because I feel emotionaless. It's not my fault but when I write I feel something extra grow inside. I was always like this...
I'm not very good with words anymore. They're hard. x(
I've done it! I've written a story or experience for every group I'm in!
Remember that not getting what you want is sometimes a wonderful stroke of luck.
I should imagine that is the fun of experience project aha whats the point of saying i like or do something and then not explaining it haha so yeah be nosy and check em out if you...
I don't want one, I'm English, I would like one please. What are the circumstances in which this can be achieved
My love, my love is ripe
Ready for harvest
But locked up, like a girl in a tower in an ancient myth.
But the girl is a woman
And the woman knows that time waits for no one.
Sadness assaults me from every angle.
tossing and turning me in it's angry waves
so that i can't breathe.
This is the whispered cry of the person
You, my precious love, hold my heart within your smile.
Sometimes when you don't prepare for reality, it tends to smack you right in the face.