An old letter I don’t even know where to begin. End of August I wanted to Skype you. I was getting my nails done and had an urge to talk...

An old letter Involuntarily, I have put you through hell and back. Involuntarily, I have deprived you from all the goodness you deserve...

Those faint summers back in July Days were passing, and I felt high. High in spirits, high in disguise When dark crept up I felt alive....

Don’t censor opinions, express how you feel, Never be sorry for purely being real. Expose own emotions and act as you please, When...