Some days I can't make myself look for a good thing. So I don't. But on those days when I can, I do. That's today's good thing. I'm still able to believe in good things. I still care, I still hope.
AuthorWhispers and whimpers, screams and secrets, cries and confusion, living and learning. The days and nights of an ordinary, everyday woman experiencing the tragedies and triumphs of life. ArchivesAugust 2010 CategoriesAll  |
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