I thought I could actually do this, never write again. It’s been a long 4 months; I’ve missed this! Even when I wasn’t writing, I was still thinking about writing, reading old blog posts, and correcting people’s grammar online! How silly I was to think I could stop doing what I was created to do…... Continue Reading →
A Letter to My Abuser
Dear Voldemort, I am not a social butterfly, but you took me under your wings and, for a time, made me feel like I could soar. I know that's cliché, especially considering all the future pain you would cause, but for a little while, it was true. By watching you, I learned to live in... Continue Reading →
Musings of a Wanderer 