Gosh y’all. Hold a hand. Feed a child.
I miss that sweet town every day. Bonifay. It is coasting down Waukeshau with the truck windows down and a Continue reading
I miss that sweet town every day. Bonifay. It is coasting down Waukeshau with the truck windows down and a Continue reading
Twenties are bleh. Your entire life, you build up to twenties because, ya know, Friends made it look pretty fabulous. Continue reading
Wilkes takes a death grip to the green truck. He had it first. He is sure of it. And his Continue reading
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Peace carries a lot of weight. Or baggage. However you choose to see it I guess. Peace Continue reading
I’ve recently realized that there are no two people who know the exact same Mallory. Possible perceptions of me: Continue reading
About a week ago, my friend Amy was killed in a car accident. I was very honored to speak at Continue reading
After you spend a few years in college trying to learn everything in the world, this is what happens. You Continue reading