What You Runnin’ From?
We peaked around the corner of the small trees, afraid of what we may find coming towards us. I didn't recognize the little girl with me but she felt familiar. She had pale white skin and short blonde hair, I…
We peaked around the corner of the small trees, afraid of what we may find coming towards us. I didn't recognize the little girl with me but she felt familiar. She had pale white skin and short blonde hair, I…
Maturity is a strange thing. Defined as “perfect condition” or “full development”, we rarely consider maturation (or the lack thereof) as a reason for why we don’t have what we desire, when we desire it. I believe maturity is something…