Smile

sad smiles, fake smiles, real smiles.

real

if being “real” is being cruel, then I’d rather not be real.

We All Want Real Love.

We all ache for real love. It sits in our bones. We look at the people around us, hearts aching in envy as they pull each other into a kiss. We look back at ourselves, finger our shirts, and wonder why we haven’t found that special person, and why it hurts. True love is what

The Whirlpool of Fate versus Free Will: Importance of Human Connection

Destiny is no matter of chance. It is a matter of choice. William Jennings Bryan I remember we were in class on a Friday. My friend was telling me about how her English teacher had claimed she hadn’t turned in an essay, and she said she had, only to discover the essay was still in