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graffiti by the tracks. I think it’s because Of the art school down the street. It looks amazing. . ~Writing 101 | Poetry | day 8
hidden inside. Smiling, no matter how I feel A script of joy, my guide No one can know the real story I keep it all inside It makes me tired, sometimes weak Emotions cast aside It’s not okay to be … Continue reading
This gallery contains 6 photos.
graffiti by the tracks. I think it’s because Of the art school down the street. It looks amazing. . ~Writing 101 | Poetry | day 8
my beloved. The winter night I met him My heart changed inside me. So overcome and amazed, Impossible to sleep. In my arms, against my chest Innocent, perfect, dear. Things will never be the same Because now he is here. And … Continue reading
Previous installments: Part 1 – Fame Part 2 – Sandra Goes Wild Part 3 – Sandra Grows Up… and Down. [or Sandra Consumes the Whole Internet.] What better place for a bitter, cynical twenty-something than the Internet? After a successful, or … Continue reading
flawed logic. I miss you and I adore you, my love. Every day and night, you’re all I dream of… Your arms around me and your perfect kiss – I have to believe we will get through this. You showed me … Continue reading
This week’s prompt for the Six Word Story challenge is… Believe The winner is the story with the most likes in the comments by the close of the challenge later in the week. If you like my story, please visit this week’s Six … Continue reading
This afternoon, less than two weeks until Christmas, we finally got our [fake] tree down from the attic. I should rephrase that. John got our tree down from the attic. I do not go up there. Ever. I did once … Continue reading
Liam Sullivan's Ideas and Reflections
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“Love recognizes no barriers. It jumps hurdles, leaps fences, penetrates walls to arrive at its destination full of hope.” — Maya Angelou
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