It wasn't until we had be together for about two years that I actually inquired about his ulterior motives. . .
I do possess a notable habit of having catastrophic melt downs here and there or over-the-top mental explosions. . .
What is to give light must endure burning — Viktor Frankl
Frank and I had not said much to each other—after all we knew very little of one another, and at the time I couldn’t even remember his name.
By the end of high school I was convince love was simply a game of Jump Ship.
Now imagine in grave detail the stereotypical image of a mad black woman.
The Muses in Order by Appearance Tru Bey: The Scientist Nahdee Shula (Nadie): The Gypsy Queen Nadira: Universe E. English (Egypt English
Love Loc’d by Frank May © Everyday I am deeper in love with you –heart stops– another piece of her
I imagine when I first encountered God He was white and furry— with big red ears, a green and red