Maybe that boy wanted a taste of art himself, One who keeps seeing frames in random places, Shining golden in the light sometimes, Or...

It feels like the end all over again, But, no, It feels like the start all over again. My mind has been playing snippets of old...

Things you said at 1 AM: Are you up? Slept? How was your day? Can I call you? Which song? Send me a song Send blog I'm claiming it How...

Some books just make you hopeful in life, To look forward to the magical things coming your way, Giving you hope that if someone has...

It's fading away quickly, I'm trying to remember every little detail possible before it's completely gone from the tracts of my...