Humanity broke my heart.

I always wrote poems about heartbreak, because that was the best way I knew how to deal. I would pour my emotion into the words, stitching them together as though fabricating my own pattern. It only worked for me, but hey, at least it helped, right? The problem with heartbreak is that no matter howContinue reading “Humanity broke my heart.”

Being.

Before I dive headfirst into my rant, I’d like to thank you for taking the time out to read this. It’s a long one, and I don’t know if you will actually make it to the end, but I hope that this leaves you with a little something and that it helps make a difference.Continue reading “Being.”