As of today we're doing great. I've had and extreme shortage of sleep but it's all worth it. We've gotten into a routine so I may be able to write something sometime soon.
Other than that I have no news.
I hope everyone is having a good year so far.


TogetherYour skin is smooth and warm. My fingers are rough and cold. I can feel you shudder when I place my hand on your heart. Your breath is warm on my neck. Your touch is soft against my back. Youre tracing the scars you cant even see and my breath escapes my slowly. Your lips are gentle as they caress my own. I hesitate but you tell me its alright. Im afraid but smooth my worries away. Slowly I respond and open to you. Shyly. I touch your hair. Its dark and soft. I bury my fingers in iTogether


FearWhen I was little I used to be afraid of the dark. I was certain something or someone was going to jump out and grab me when I wasnt looking. Silly really. The dark cant harm you. It cant touch you but it leaves its mark. It grasp your self-control in a cool grip. Clenching its figurative fingers until theres nothing left but raw panic and a sense of complete and utter loneliness. I guess you could say Im still afraid of the dark all these years later. My breath still catches in my chest when I find mFear


SadnessIt was one of those dreary days when the sun doesnt shine and it rains for hours on end. All the people had left after giving their quiet condolences and there was only one person left, watching as the coffin was lowered into the wet ground.Sadness
He had no coat and no umbrella. The rain had plastered his dark hair to his face and it hid his silent tears. He stood there, in the rain, until the coffin had been covered and water began to sink into the freshly-turned dirt.
This wasnt supposed to happen, He whispered. You were the strong one. You were t


Thoughts from U.S.HIts more than just a piece of paper. Its a canvas just waiting for the paint and the familiar strokes of its painter. Sunsets, night skies, a simple moment in time are brought to life on a plain white surface. There are no limits, no fences that border the imagination, just lines, waiting to capture a moment. Its not just scribbling on a piece of paper. Its an art.Thoughts from U.S.H
Theres something so spectacular, so breathtaking, in watching the first bits of life. From a flower blooming in the spring to a watching a baby take it

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"Dont bore your friends with your troubles, tell them to your enemies who will be delighted to hear them"
~You may only be one person in the world, but you may also be the world to one person~
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"Dont bore your friends with your troubles, tell them to your enemies who will be delighted to hear them"
~You may only be one person in the world, but you may also be the world to one person~
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I believe in what I believe. If you believe in what you want to believe in too, then copy and paste this into your signature. However, if you are a nonconformist, please feel free to not copy and paste it and conform to the nonconformists not conforming
I've been good, busy, but good. I just started a whole bunch of classes and I love them. Otherwise, just the baby keeping me crazy. Not that it's toooo hard to do.
How have you been?
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Love is love, no matter the preference.
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I believe in what I believe. If you believe in what you want to believe in too, then copy and paste this into your signature. However, if you are a nonconformist, please feel free to not copy and paste it and conform to the nonconformists not conforming
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Blessed are those who expect little. They are seldom disappointed.
(\_/) This is Bunny. Copy Bunny into your
(O.o) signature to help him on his way to
(>< ) world domination.
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Muhabbet
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Love is love, no matter the preference.
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