- Los Angeles, CA
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- Joined: Sep 04, 2012
Monuments of men are immortalized in momentous moments but even more momentous are mortal men making mere moments monumental.
And there before her, written in the sand
Were the promises he’d made of the life they’d planned
‘Marry Me?’ engraved in the grainy tan shore<...
I grew up in the foster care system.
To most people this means bouncing from home to home, placement to placement until all the faces of the users, abusers and accusers blurred...
There once was an old woman with three little pigs, and as she had not enough to keep them, she sent them out on their merry way.
The first that went off met a man...
Twas the night before Philly and all through the town *
WE are the road warriors.
WE are the conquerers of asphalt.
WE are the movers and shakers of gravel and earth.
Paving our way to the dawn of a new age.
I wrote this tiny story awhile back and then I came across this illustration and thought they could go well together!
Thank you for the beautiful illustration that goes so perfectly with my tiny story, Bella! Your work is truly incredible. :)
Original tiny story: http://www.hitrecord.org/records/1085626
Original illustration: http://www.hitrecord.org/records/1102019
I spent most of my childhood in cars. My Mom and Dad divorced when I was 4 and my Dad moved several hundred miles away. We drove between LA and San Francisco at least once a month. I ...
When you left this earth you said you were going to the sky.
I used to wear my heart on my sleeve, but you took it when you stole my jacket.
"What are you doing out here in the barn?"
"Searching for a needle in a haystack."
"Aww, honey. You won't find one. It's impossible, that's why people say.."