Let’s fight through this.

A short story of something that was just stuck in my mind and I had to get it out through words, mirrors can be a mysterious thing.

Strange human Century 18-19.

Want truth, love, freedom, answers.

An Odd Poem Style.

Birds of different feather decide to fly together.

One says she is in heaven if she feels contentment in life, having fulfillment and living good relationship.

I like this to be put on my tombstone. enjoy.

Lately, I’ve been practicing how to create character plots to help strengthen my overall style of writing in regards to character-making. I tried to pull off with something with a message tied to it. I’ll leave it to the reader. Comments are open.

Waking up and feeling like me.