Your helping me make my ex feel like crap by making up stories and acting like we have been hooking up with each other. I wish the stories we made up were true.

Too many sounds in my head. 40 years of deafening noise. Can't make it stop. Can't think. Barely alive. Anxiously awaiting the silence of death. And I'm afraid.

I don't believe in ghosts but my Grandfathers initials appeared on my Grandmothers forehead in a photo shortly before she passed away.

The internet could be the greatest invention ever, but what do we do with it? b**** about people's spelling, grammar & typing in ALL CAPS. We're all a** ****s.

I have found a secret way toeat cookies in bed. Don't tell the veggie person!