I’ve heard again and again that nearly everyone fears death at some point in their life. I have no idea if that’s true but it sounds like it could be. If it is true then it implies that at some point, eventually, that fear subsides, or people at least come to terms with it. I have been afraid of death for as long as I can remember. Continue reading “I’m not suicidal. I’m the opposite.”
A warm cup of tea under a fluffy comforter.
Acoustic versions of songs.
Vanilla flavored coffee. Continue reading “Things I Love”
This is my first official blog post! Continue reading “Hello, World!”