Quote: Sometimes, I feel…
Sometimes, I feel that my positivity is going to kill me someday. But, then I remember a time when I wasn’t so positive—when angst and cynicism crept up on me. […]
Tag Archives: Angst
With the Child in Me (Adolescence into Young-Adulthood)
I miss my drunken sheets and sappy romances. I miss my days grown old and veiled eyes. I miss the innocence and naivete, the silliness and stupidity. I miss my teenage […]
beauty within 