Damaged Goods. to one of the most memorable and life changing events of my life.
Got some pop of color this weekend around Chicago, as the leaves died and turned vibrant color in the final stages of their lives.
The struggle is real, and I am feeling now more than ever. Why… why cant I just fix this issue that exists in my conscience? Where do I go with…
In life we tend to seek what we want to find. What is it that you seek?
My muse is a ghost, once found now lost. It reluctantly wades in the dark, exhausted and distraught.
My muse is a ghost, once found now lost. It reluctantly wades in the dark, exhausted and distraught.
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