You don't need therapy. Get notebook and suck it out with a pen. Make yourself feel like living or something.
Wednesday, August 5, 2015
Saturday, August 1, 2015
Daily Poem on Consciousness 8.1.15
Your hands. They feel like waterfall mist on my back and at the start of my ears. You say my name and it sounds like sunrise and those diffi...
Saturday, August 1, 2015
I Need a Minute
I need a minute. A minute to myself. And by that I mean I need a TARA minute. A minute where warm milk is served after work and right ...
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