She freely admits she made bad decisions. Ordering the "No" and made it the actual plan, for one thing. (It was a mess!.) Mentioning this to assure you she has no experience in that field. See, this is not a call-out or a condemnation; rather it is a celebration of her fellow morons who wouldn’t know a good decision People come out in this mess shouting, Step down! Step down! wow, aghast on this overreaction, and without further ado, here are the morons scratching heads for the shame.
Welcome to my blog, a vibrant sense of poetry and prose, where the personal intertwines with the universal. Here, you’ll find a collection of reflections that capture the essence of my experiences, as well as the stories and emotions of those around me. My writing is not solely a mirror of my own life; rather, it is a lens through which I observe the world drawing inspiration from the people I encounter, the moments I witness, and the events that shape our collective existence.
Whispers of Resilience - MGS
I used to be happy with teardrops, A symphony of sorrow, a dance with the rain, I used to smile with every grieve, Finding beauty in he...