Yeah, it’s happened. I miss my kids. I miss my vision of what I thought everything is and by fault but my own brain I feel alone a lot. It’s not because I’m alone or lonely. It’s the writers block. When I can’t write I feel alone. It’s not Carrie for those wondering. Even though…
Listen to me talk in circles and talk about touching you. Wait, what? It’s not quite what it seems, I promise. It’s my first vlog. A lot of readers have been asking me to post a weekly vlog, so I’ll try.
Sometimes it’s hard giving up a piece of your soul. It’s where I write from. It’s who I am. Sometimes I give a lot, sometimes just enough but it’s always hard to give the stuff I write a chance to see the light of all of you. It’s like my soul stands naked in the…
I’m just an old fat white dude. What do I know about the Black Lives Matter movement? What do I know about being black and being persecuted for the color of my skin? Well, to be honest not much, but I know more than you might think. I’m a skater and it seems cops hate…
As much as you hate me You hate yourself more You can tell lies and place blame …but blame from the level of your soul That’s where the truth hides You want the world to shine You want love and happiness You toss people aside like trash …you don’t care from the level of your…
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I grow tired of holding my tongue and gritting my teeth Forced to be the bigger man while they lie and they cheat Sticking to the script while they skip all the scenes Using children as weapons because they fail with their dreams It’s a shame you use the little man to hold against your…
I gotta deal with this conflict Inside it’s killing me In my sleep it bothers me Haunts me like a fucking ghost Crawling threw my mind like worms No sheep to count Sweating heavy in my sheets I see images of times that I know nothing about It kills me and I can’t wake up …
She was always looking Looking for a reason to hide to run away to be invisible She always felt like she was lost and then she placed her hand into his hand Where she found her compass Now she knows she was never lost Twitter and Instagram: @tanisjustice
I spend my day looking for things to be grateful for. I try never to look for things or reasons to be angry or feel hate. I look for the good in everyone, even the people who try to hurt me or the people I love. When I see something in someone I don’t like…
