No Storms.

I hope you decide to put a lot more faith in yourself today.

Love In Curious Places.

All of that, among the million other things.

Pieces.

Sometimes, we cannot fix things.

Praises.

An illusion is all it was...

Daydream Mine.

Perhaps this is what it means to lose oneself...

Cry Into The Ocean.

Letters in bottles drifting with the tides.

Shallow Graves.

There are secrets you can’t take to the grave.

On Different Paths.

And it's finally the last post for this incredibly mad year.

The Best Thing.

I took my time writing today because I am honestly not feeling it.

Edge of the Cliff.

I couldn't really explain if I tried.

The Coldest Winter.

I've been addicted to writing angsty things lately.

One Too Many Falls.

We were so blind.

Running Knives.

Maybe I'm just a bloodied mess.

Bonds we Forge.

Some bonds are beautiful like that!

Why We Fall In Love- A Philosophical Approach.

Sounds to me like somebody needs a hug.

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