I will face things standing tall.

We cannot allow outside influences power over our direction and goals.

You are expecting too much of her.

This is just a drop in the ocean.

You are driving me away.

Sometimes, I feel like I don’t know how to write anymore. I feel useless, like a piece of wrinkly paper being tossed knowing I am no longer needed.

There are so many good and bad things about England.

The key to a life in constant strife,
And endless exposure
to stress and strain,
Is sweet composure.

Moodiness hits a lot of us and it isn’t fun battling this. Stress is the culprit!

We say it all the time, but what are you really afraid of.