jodan
I don't believe in wishing, you can't get what you want by hoping it will gall out of the sky. Wishing wells and wish bones provide people with false hope, if you want anything, go out there and get it, will yourself to do it, not wish
I wouldn't count myself as lucky, in most senses of the word, but with that said, what criteria is there to make one 'lucky' what do have to be or have or get to be lucky. Momma said there's no such things as luck and Rosa always told me we create our own luck.
I was wrong. I said it. Those three defining words I never could spit out, I couldn't even say them in my head let alone when someone else could hear, but no longer would I be the stubborn headstrong bitch I was...
softly lain across the bed, angelic white were the sheets she lay under- it gave her a pious feeling when she was alone, and served as her sanctuary when she was scared, scared he was coming for white the red hot fury and hate the five year old could only assume came with every father.
On the ground, and surrounding us completely the marches and stamps of soldiers. We knew this night would come, the night of the invasion, the night we would fall to the empire of rise up in victory. The land would be bathed in the blood of the dead tonight.
hard boiled he was, tough as nails, tougher even, and a temper shorter than a second. Ronnie Winfield, and I could break him, I knew it I could break him, one day he'd be able to take it all and care less. One day I'd have him wrapped around my finger
i don't believe in a lot of things, like most people i guess, but I used to believe in love, then I fell in love and then I fell in love again. two at once i was lost and confused I swore to the heavens i loved both but what i felt could not have been. it can't be real
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