The little boy

I saw a little boy today. He wasn’t someone special, if anything he was strangely ordinary. His hair seemed as though they could use a good wash yet were neatly tucked away from his face. A dark skin tone characterized by patches of dirt on his body; and ragged clothes that had been repeatedly worn … Continue reading The little boy


So a friend of mine, a very very dear friend, wrote this piece that he doesn’t believe is good but I don’t know why I genuinely love it. It’s straight from his heart which let me tell you is very pure. He is smart, caring, hilarious and stupid at times and tries to hard to … Continue reading Tribute