I actually have 3 blogs on Tumblr. One is my main blog (life-is-a-parade). I post whatever peaks my interest. My second is dedicated to David Tennant (allaboutdavidtennant). My...
I've bitten the bullet and made my first blog post...
Never let fear dominate you. Dominate fear itself.
Foolishness; you said you never wanted to let me go. My reckless heart believed you
I would totally love to help people engineer and create the bones of a story for their book, and get credits not as a writer, but co-creator or co-author, you know, like a how a...
When no one listens to me and my opinions don't matter the world suddenly seems so big. I feel like I am slowly drifting away from everything steady in my life and that all the...
One day, I aspire to be able to publish novels at will. Right now, I'm still working on my first. I have had a short story, a poem, and multiple articles published. Is that...
A page from my diary:
Family - diary
Ugghhh family!!! They disgust me. We would all be Cordial for a little bit and then everything will just be crazy. My parents basically...
" I don't love you because of who you are, but because of who I am when I am with you."
I don't know who wrote it but I liked it.
"I wish those who loved never lost, and those who lost learned how to love". -Anne-Laurie
I am so tempted to text you
After two glasses of rose
Now im wondering
Should I give up drinking
Or the idea of texting you
Some of the things I write are short and sweet. Some are from the heart and others are designed to make you think. Not all of us are a like, but in many ways we share a common bond...
Yesterday is not ours to recover, but tomorrow is ours to win or lose.Lyndon B. Johnson
Here I am, crying once again. Deep inside my chest my heart is trying its best. Best to keep on fighting, but is it tired of dying, is it tired of trying? i stand by your side even...
Love will either make you extremely strong or incredibly stupid. - Susana
If this friday is going to be my 'weekly' friday
I would definitely prefer Monday!!!!
There was once a time and a place
I think of
I dream of
So familiar, so distant
Why and how do I long for something
I feel more like I do now then when I first got here...