Sometimes, The Heart Bleeds to Pop Punk
There are days when I need to listen to pop punk. It can serve as a constant reminder of my…
Tag: Friends
I did something awesome
Today, I did something I truly enjoyed. I helped someone with a story. It wasn’t a perfect experience. I was…
Empty Spaces Part 3
Once again, I find myself leaving behind the empty spaces. Each time I’ve done this in the past, he has…
I’ve Always Been A Dog Person
I think most children have an imaginary friend. My parents probably knew there was something wrong with me when I…
The Incredibly Long and Endless Journey of Self-Fulfillment
Early in this blog’s history, I wrote a series of posts declaring my self-improvement intentions. Though I haven’t always been moving…
And Our Descendants Shall Transverse the Great Black Wastes to the Eye of Hope
There is a place in Springfield, where Glenstone meets the James River Expressway. In that place, there is a vast…
Shake off the Memories: The Windsor
It’s been ten years since I first joined my small host of friends in he Windsor apartment in Springfield, MO….
I HATE WEDDINGS
One of my closest friends is getting married on Saturday. This is great news for him. His fiancé is a…
WARNING: Pineapple Bombers Contain Alcohol (A #Scintilla13 Story)
I’m not sure I want to share this story because there are some things I think I’d just be better…
Blog Hop 2013
There is a thing that is going around. It is called a blog hop. I happened to catch it from…