I Remember ...
... Being small -- in bed -- hearing my parents downstairs fighting. My tears streamed and collected in my ears. I could still hear the yelling but eventually I fell asleep.
my name is anika. a-nick-a. not a-neek-a ... and yes, people HAVE told me before that it's like annikin skywalker. but i'm not.
... Being small -- in bed -- hearing my parents downstairs fighting. My tears streamed and collected in my ears. I could still hear the yelling but eventually I fell asleep.
... Being small -- in bed -- hearing my parents downstairs fighting. My tears streamed and collected in my ears. I could still hear the yelling but eventually I fell asleep.
Sometimes I do sexy things for my husband.
Sometimes I do sexy things for my husband.
It was my son who boo'd at your wedding. I guess even little kids know when people are faking it. I pretended to be horrified and I admonished him. But truthfully I was impressed at his comprehension of what a ridiculous joke it was.
It was my son who boo'd at your wedding. I guess even little kids know when people are faking it. I pretended to be horrified and I admonished him. But truthfully I was impressed at his comprehension of what a ridiculous joke it was.
I needed to cut the strings from my marionette.
So I haven't written much lately.
I need to write.
I feel like I have a lot to say, even if no one listens.