To Me, A Good Event Is Governed

The Optimist In Me Wants To Believe Sexuality Will Eventually Become Like Handwriting: There’s No Right Way And Wrong Way To Do It. We’re All Just Wired Differently. It's Also Worth Noting That When You Meet Someone, You Never Bother To Ask If He’s Right Or Left-handed. After All: Does It Really Matter To Anyone Other Than The Person Holding The Pen?

In The English Language There Are Orphans And Widows, But There Is No Word For The Parents Who Loses A Child.

Just 'cause You Can't See Me Don't Mean I Gone Away.

There Are Some Weapons You Can't Protect Yourself Against.

I Imagined What It Would Be Like To Hold A Butterfly In Your Hands Something Bejeweled And Treasured And To Know That Despite Your Devotion It Was Dying By Degrees.