I’ve been fighting tooth and nail to understand this crazy world. A constant race to conflict with every flag unfurled.

Sleep is not just rest but an escape to freedom.

She was a poison Fairy, of this there is no doubt. A disembodied gypsy dream both darkened and devout. She seems so sweet and innocent, a fragile magic flower. She knows just how to hurt your soul and...

I remember the day Christmas ended for me, too young to know what that meant. A hole in my heart every holiday season is something I'd live to resent. One day long ago I was six or so when dad explain...