Random Thoughts from The Lost Child
Posted on November 23, 2011 Leave a Comment
My words can be either meaningful or meaningless in the ears of a listener. I have no choice in how important my words are. So I learned to not care about how others define my linguistics and speak with my dark actions.
"The Trickster"
The only definition that matters is my own.
Random Thoughts from The Lost Child
Posted on November 22, 2011 Leave a Comment
You wouldn’t know it by looking at me, but my spirit animal is a middle finger.
Random Thought from The Boy
Posted on November 20, 2011 Leave a Comment
Fall in love with the person, not the idea.
Karen Weathers' Linian Legacy 