Simply Put by Myrene

I swear, I was a happy kid. Note:   This was originally posted on September 15, 2011 at 12:09AM through the Notes feature on Facebook....

I remember turning 6, 12, 18, 19, and 23. At each of those years, I remember breaking away from myself and reforming into someone different...

Love is so complicated sometimes. Love asks us to sacrifice and make compromises. (I actually sound out compromise like com-promise, so th...

Looking at 30 I'm still 29 years old. I've a few more months to hold on to my youth. I can still tell others that I am still in my...

Even though I've worked the equivalent of 2 work-weeks this past week, it's still my desire to make time for other things. Like a g...

Words and labels sometimes get in the way of a friendship. Work Friend. High School Friend. College Friend. Best Friend. Childhood Friend...

Trees lined both sides of the road as pairs of branches from opposite trees clasped like two hands. Rays of light still managed to discover ...