It was the top-most window on the left building close to the inside corner, but it’s shut now. The day was just as grey as pictured, In fact, it was sprinkling lightly. You could hear people arguing over taxis, and running to those who…

Horse throws me to dirt I get back on him again I learn from bruises

sometimes my brain hurts too many thoughts taking hold sense it does make not

How do you see yourself VS how others portrait you? When do you look within before putting the blame on others. How you move forward without hurting any longer. How do you see yourself and how you project who you really are. Why do we…