“Doing things — changes things.
Not doing things — leaves things exactly as they were.”
Hours pass, and she still counts the minutes that I am not there..
I swear I didn’t mean for it to feel like this—like every inch of me is bruised
I wanted a story that couldn’t be told…
only the fishing part of fishing.
I didn’t see the brave girl so near me.
I couldn’t hear you singing softly to me.
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map