Without you, I can imagine
With you, is a penalty for weakness
Without my father, I have no strength
With this sad life, each day is a thousand hours… 14 more words
My name is Adriane Donna Clipperton. At the time of writing this, I am 25 years old.
At the time of writing this, I have spent countless hours at doctors offices seeking treatment and answers for what has occurred to make me so exponentially physically and mentally disabled. 705 more words