My lips, unlike my heart, are quiet as
the whisper of a winter wind,
And though I don’t look it I feel like I’m withering, 91 more words
I’m going to go on a bit of a rant here, so you have been warned.
My best friend of fifteen years died in a car accident six months ago due to a drunk driver, and a few days ago, my cousin and her husband were in a car accident caused by a drunk driver. 400 more words
We have to admit, the loss to Green Bay yesterday, hurt. We are simply trying to find a way to get over it. It’s hard. 94 more words