Grief experienced different ways the death of someone years ago people say get over it and move on. But you can be sitting in cafe and its hits like a ton a bricks and your crying in coffee. Or a person can just experience in from premonition of some drastic comes your way or it becomes anxiety. Even a bad snow storm brings back memories. Blizzard of 1978 portsmouth, RI here. Though i was young made out fine some people died from this storm.


Times in life you may choices that would good ones at the time but later on it turns out they were mistakes or your heart led your head. Or people out there already have it in there heads that you are a bad person to not be associated with or maybe once the bad title was fun to have but no longer when people just shun you out just because refuse to accept you even if you can be nicest person in the world or they want to hate on four what you stand for. If people can strip away those labels and look at things from another perspective maybe they get it. No matter how hard you try to rise above it all someone just wants to pull it out from under just to make you suffer or they are suffering but just want to suffer more.

Cruella Deville [Daily Prompt: Wicked Witch]

This essay says it all about some people I would like to believe that everyone has goodness in their heart somewhere but sadly people are motivated by selfish reasons. Some disregard other if not in their idea of a social class or status even family members. Life is too short to have hang ups.


Write about evil: how you understand it (or don’t), what you think it means, or a way it’s manifested, either in the world at large or in your life.  Photographers, artists, poets: show us EVIL.

via Daily Prompt: Wicked Witch.

I used to believe in the innocence we all possessed and how pure we all could be.  A long, long time ago.  If you assumed it was in my adolescence, you would be correct.

As you grow older and you experience how much pain can be construed, all those beliefs you had a child seems like a far away in the distance fictional memory.

I don’t know if I understand evil in the sense that I know why it even has to exist, seriously but I have seen what it can do.  It isn’t the physical world that possesses it either.  People are mean.  They show us evil. …

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