with love, c.p

  • pt.three

    her annoying laugh rang through his ears. his sudden racing heart pulled him out of his heavy sleep. he rolled over and grabbed the warm body next to him. he crept his hand up her chest. not her. he laid… Continue reading

    pt.three
  • pt.one

    the nightmares tortured her. she drove herself awake. heart racing, palms and everything sweating. she snatched his arm but he didn’t even flinch. fear tingled up to her nose and her eyes grew wet as she stares at the man… Continue reading

    pt.one
  • escape.

    her stomach empty on food, full on nerves bundled their way into her throat tingled their way passed the nose to her eyes where they fell down her stone cold cheeks she looked into the mirror in front of her… Continue reading

    escape.
  • a calling??

    **Relgious warning** My brother and I were talking the other day about wanting to start a group; primarily focused on college kids or people from the age of 18-25ish who feel possibly disconnected from christianity. Young people who are followers… Continue reading

  • My best life.

    I apologize for not posting lately, I’ve been really busy trying to get right for the new year! Now, I’m not really big on new year’s resolutions because if you truly want something to change or be different i feel… Continue reading

  • lights. camera. christmas

    My daughter was screaming Jingle Bells at the top of her lungs, I couldn’t even here the other music underneath it. We were listening to christmas music, just not her favorite. I turned the music down and started to sing… Continue reading

    lights. camera. christmas
  • abel.

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    abel.
  • abandoned.

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  • tara

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    tara
  • stuck between, “I don’t want to feel that type of hurt again” and “I want to feel that type of love again.”

    There was a point in my life where I didn’t think I would find love again and I was honestly at peace with that thought. There was something so satisfying about the idea that it would just be my daughter… Continue reading