Who I was
There is always a word to describe someone. It's either someone defined it to you or you made it that way. Before anything, I was a...
Always. To infinity and beyond.
I was brought up in a way that would make one lose hope of the idea of true love and forever. I was raised without a father; therefore, I...
Where is the dream?
"What do you want to be when you grow up?" This question has been asked to us so many times when we were young. As for me, I always had...
