You never know if you're a writer. You can't trust it. If you woke up and said 'I'm a writer ' it would be gone. You wouldn't see anything for miles - even the dust would be running away.
A game one of my sisters will play with me in my first year of being alive is...
The betrayal of trust carries a heavy taboo.
Beauty is an outward gift which is seldom despised except by those to whom it has been refused.
