midnight musings

Sometimes I wonder who I'm trying to reach when I write. Myself? People like myself? Someone to validate my existence and tell me I'm good enough to carry on? I'm not sure I have any idea. All I know is that I feel driven to share what moves through me, in whatever way I can.... Continue Reading →

– wrong –

Am I a sociopath? Or just traumatized? Do I really care either way?  I like what I like I want what I want I know what I know Would knowing the origin  Of what, who, why I am  Change anything Or would it only make me feel  Wrong For being what, who, why I am?... Continue Reading →

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