Everything Seemed Good, But I Knew It

What The Hell Happened To Pluto?!

Rejection Always Hurts, But Having It Come From My Best Friend Was The Worst.

You Told Me I Wrote That Poem Because I Was Afraid Of Dealing With Myself. And I Used My Mom As An Excuse, Accusing Her Of Not Appreciating Or Accepting Me, When I Should Have Been Saying Those Words Into A Mirror.

We All Know The Sound A Camera Makes When It Snaps A Picture. Even Some Of The Digitals Do It For Nostalgia’s Sake.

As A Writer, My Only Responsibility Is To Tell A Compelling Story.