How easy it was for them
Little things
It happened under five seconds
Sure?
I'm unsure of that I'm sure
Selective
It is quite fascinating to see
We’ve begun to raise daughters more like sons but few have the courage to raise our sons more like our daughters
We look to the next generation to correct the mistakes of the past
Same
Never tell me they are the same
A pointless letter
Dear S.E, I’m worried about you. You told me not to contact you until you feel better. So, I have nowhere to say the things I want to say to you. I’ll write this pseudo-letter and post it on the internet for everybody but you to see. I’m worried about you. Every time we talked... Continue Reading →
The haunting
I push them out of my mind
Youth
Fabled and sought after
Empty
It was the moment of doom