My kind of Therapy

I often sit down and think of the perfect stories in my Head, constructing them on paper however isn’t my strong suit.  In the process of converting my thoughts I lose sight of my point, the words escape me, and the overall motivation becomes crippled in the Process. I am not a writer and I… Continue reading My kind of Therapy

You scammed My Heart

I wish you were real, you really gave me the feels. I wish you were real, because you and I could’ve made a big deal. You came into my life life a thief in the night For you were actually a thief under disguise. You bonded with me and made me feel like someone You… Continue reading You scammed My Heart