No point in voicing my opinion
Everyone feels the need to weigh in
To attempt to make sense
of something that will never make sense
Everyone thinks
their way
is the right way
No matter what
it is done
and there is nothing you can do
Impotence
It’s just these sorts of things
Which make you realize how weak you are
The slippery slope that is this life
we try to live every day
Grasping
What is always just out of our reach
As an individual
As a nation
As a world
Still histrionic, still a bookwhore; just faking competence because of my kid.
i've choked on my words for far too long
It's not the length of life, but the depth.
This is my mind, it’s not supposed to make sense.
Where Sarcasm Gets Drunk and Lets Its Hair Down
Shining the light of truth on delusion
Researching, investigating, and writing about the paranormal.
You either get it... or you don't.
Inky blackness, a yawning void ~
"Eye Fly High"
A weekly series edited by Jena Schwartz
Read. Ingest the words. Like little blue pills, they will affect you.
the stories behind the pictures, and vice versa
Just my thoughts for all to behold
🍃 Fully Living The Unfinished Things Of Life Through Writings. 🍃
A baking and dessert blog.
Writer, Tarot Reader, Designer
a little bit of this and a little bit of that
Seeking Beauty Beyond the Scars
The home of Emma O'Brien
The musings of a scorpion who would have been an eagle
I blog now. I know, I can't believe it either.
Paul Johnson's comedy blog: I didn't get into comedy to be rich or famous. All I've ever wanted was to be loved...by somebody rich and famous.
Fat Bottom Girl Said What 
Perfectly said.
Thank you.
So true
Thanks Tom.
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So true