I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned to see Father Veronica, not looking at me but gazing at the monitor with fear and wonder. Bartolomeo,
Bad weather never stopped anyone from reaping a good harvest.
Don't be in temper, to leave so quickly, that I may be dying. But all too soon, the leaves and debris will gather elsewhere.
Everything around you that you call life was made up by people, and you can change it.
Who are you?Are you in touch with all of your darkest fantasies?Have you created a life for yourself where you can experience them?I have. I am fucking crazy.But I am free.
It is time to embrace mental health and substance use/abuse as illnesses. Addiction is a disease.
I don't like Los Angeles. The people are awful and terribly shallow, and everybody wants to be famous but nobody wants to play the game. I'm from New York. I will kill to get what I need.
Arise, my love, let us try to set these ashes on fire again!
My ultimate goal is to end up being happy. Most of the time.
My parents were working class folks. My dad was a bartender for most of his life, my mom was a maid and a cashier and a stock clerk at WalMart. We were not people of financial means in terms of signif...
Learning is an ornament in prosperity, a refuge in adversity, and a provision in old age.