Toothbrush

It was always small things. They were the ones that made all the difference,

White Flag

she was laughing. It was an authentic, deeply rooted laugh that carried with it a cocktail of emotions.

Losing Control

“This shouldn’t feel like this. This, of all things, should be beautiful.

The point is

It was an experience that she doted on because it defined her, her world-her reality. Unfortunately, the world constantly reminded her of the toxic truth that was the actual reality.

I forgot to love you

her breath and that of the girl filled each other, they took in each others essence, each others pain, joy and the weight of their dreams consumed them. She intoxicated her with a depth they had both craved in secret..they were one.

Catch a feel

All that was there was passion, pleasure, and intensity.

I’m not thinking;I’m feeling”

The Curve month

  I made a vow to myself that every year in June I have to write at least one personal story. Why June? June is the National Scoliosis awareness month in the USA  but I  have been observing it regardless and I think it is something that can be global. This cause is personal to…