Story time …

Leaving the house at about 4 o’clock in the afternoon. I started my journey not knowing what I would encounter that day. Just a 13 yr old girl having fun and being her “aggressive” self. As I traveled through the streets of Chester. I stopped at a nearby friends house just to chat a bit. … Continue reading Story time …

So I met this guy…

He was a breath of fresh air Part of what I thought I was missing Not knowing he was really a distraction Reminds of the sour patch kid but in reverse Starts off sweet and kind then turns mean Well not mean in the sense that they no longer cared But the interest was no … Continue reading So I met this guy…