I am Three. Split in half by the separation of my parents, I was broken. In the lavish world in which my father resided, I was a...

Sadness Is not a wound that needs healing. Sadness is the stitches that tie you back together: Painful when the needle pierces your...

It hurts. I know it does. But if you ask me where the pain is coming from, I'll say I have no idea. And I will be spekaing the truth. You...