Sometimes,
the beauty of this world
makes me want to cry;
but also,
sometimes,
the loneliness of existence
makes me want to die.
Life might be a balancing act of
suffering
and beauty,
And we usually exist
somewhere between the two.
-C.H.
She told me that she had been sober for 6 months before Thanksgiving with her family. Apparently she got blackout drunk. “Understandable,” I said. “My family is the reason I drink so much around the h
A few years ago, there was rattling noise coming from one of the wheels on my car. I took it into the shop, and a man handed me a bunch of bolts and nuts, and things that I had no idea what they were.
They danced together. They kissed each other. They smelled the other one. They held onto each other tightly. They fell in love. Then, they got married. They went on a honeymoon. They made a child. The
