My life is a mess, words are one thing that you can scramble and the end result can either be beautiful or ugly, there is no middle to me. The way stories are formed amazes me. There's no way we can control where we come from, but we can decide on where we go from there.
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Stories by ErnTheOtter
Let Your Heart Speak
This is what comes out when I type without thought, my heart moved my fingers and how I feel has finally been...
