Missing
There was only one place to go, definitely not home. I was going to go missing. * I felt like a writer with a story and the end; and nothing
January 16, 2014
There was only one place to go, definitely not home. I was going to go missing. * I felt like a writer with a story and the end; and nothing
MEN DON’T CRY. GOD FORBID! When the Pastor said ‘If there’s anyone against these two becoming two in one, come out now or forever keep your peace’, I did not
