Anything, but Ordinary

 

In Flanders fields, the poppies blow. Between the crosses, row on row. That mark our place; and in the sky. The larks, still bravely...

Its Not The Length Of Life, But The Depth Of It. This quote was on my friend’s nexopia page in high school. Unfortunately, my friend...

Do you remember where you were on September 11, 2001? I woke up that morning like any other day. I had just began grade 8, my first year...