Journal

The Cruelty of Others

I’ve had enough of people that only want to waste my time. I currently sit in a blur, head spinning, the pressure weighing on all side of...

On the 14:33 train to Lisbon, I saw someone die on the tracks today. That unknown person died for whatever reason, but changed the way...

I begin my letter with a moment to acknowledge the past. The first starts with my father and his apparent methods of raising two children...

I think many people have misconceptions of love. Love isn't what you can give materially. You can't simply buy someone with fancy...