Dear Healy Clan, I wrote my name in the sand, so it can be carried by the waves. I wrote my name into stone, so it would know how to grow old with time and the wind. I wrote my name on paper, so it would know know a quicker end. But I gave my … Continue reading #9: Dear Healy Clan,
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What Happened?
What Happened She said not to use I or very, or stuff, thing was useless and it all led to excuses. So he drew it in the sand, and left it for everyone to find only to discover us never held the I, just the you. I asked for you to be kind. I left, … Continue reading What Happened?
Day 18: Part 2…The Day Off
Well as it is titled, this is my day off. Part 1 was written in the early hours of day 18, which means that I hadn't actually experienced day 18 yet. And I didn't actually experience much of day 18 except watching Dante's Peak, and Volcano, passing out on my couch at 8am, waking up … Continue reading Day 18: Part 2…The Day Off
Close Your Eyes
I love girls, the way I’m supposed to feel about girls. Honestly, it is the only way I know. I think about men, in certain ways, but those feelings make me feel awkward, unsure. But when I look at a girl, and the softness of life returns, I know this is where I belong. So … Continue reading Close Your Eyes
Faith Taryn Davies 