I want to know that our love is true.

As a follow up on me after the age of 12. Crazy K is me. People call me that all my life. Because i’m an odd person. I’m not like others. I follow mine own beat. I’m a leader.

Poetry…

You taught me the meaning of real pain.

You are not yourself.

Why do we put up with the leadership in Washington? Look at what they do to us!

This morning I was thinking about the movie Gattaca and how my… anyway I was never good enough and the same goes for love. The Name Is The Word… sad that I have to hide my name, my heart, and even the real me because some words can’t be spoken, fate.

This is a random poem about crating pictures in nature as memories and reminders and thoughts that could last.

The Prologue and the first two chapters of a story I am currently writing.

You have been a real friend to me.