I had no idea the price of a life nor how wrong I was, for I did not see the Nazgul in its true form, to the point where I wished for death
Shock waves from trauma and fear echo throughout time
I’d like to have it tied to the trunk as something I happen to gaze at in my rear view mirror while I extend the middle finger.
I am not okay right now.
I can tell you what I am right now: disappointed, sad, and a little angry.
The climb to the intersection of trails is a hard one. I’ve done it a few times. I feel the burn in my thighs within moments of starting it and … Continue reading [Bikes] Ride 6 – August 2016
This is why I keep you locked away. You’re a goddamn nuisance when you get out.
The price of cupcakes & rainbows when selling the illusion of recovery.