depression – Mikeinioluwa

We Pick Up Broken Things…

And so we keep pulling and pulling, drawing and stretching this cord called life until it snaps. And in that moment when it snaps, there

Before I begin this, let me apologize for what you are about to read. First, this is about love and sorrow, hence, it does not

Hello friends, in my last post I promised to write about my absence and why I stopped blogging for a while. This is one of

You see a rope You see useless thing without life You walk on. He sees a rope He sees an end to all hope He