Comments on: Wild Horses Couldn’t Take Me Away

By: Untouchable — twenty(or)something

Untouchable — twenty(or)something — Thu, 28 Apr 2011 04:16:53 +0000

[...] into tears at the thought of returning, of facing everyone after such a long absence. It wasn’t the first panic attack I’d ever had, but, looking back, it was the first one I could really [...]

By: As Our Lives Change

As Our Lives Change — Mon, 28 Jun 2010 10:42:09 +0000

[...] me and on the next street over, who shared wishes at birthday parties and who held our hand when the yellow schoolbus came into [...]

By: On A Carousel of Time

On A Carousel of Time — Fri, 26 Feb 2010 02:28:42 +0000

[...] and losing meant you just worked harder; a time when best friends sat beside you on the bus and held your hand when you were [...]

By: Don’t You Love In Vain

Don’t You Love In Vain — Mon, 08 Feb 2010 02:22:31 +0000

[...] I think it’s about a familiar fear, and no matter how many times I face it, it still lingers in a quiet corner of my heart. It’s [...]

By: twenty(or)something » Blog Archive » Never Stop Believing (Part 1)

twenty(or)something » Blog Archive » Never Stop Believing (Part 1) — Wed, 16 Dec 2009 02:24:55 +0000

[...] are fair game. I’ll talk about my flaws, my weaknesses, my mistakes; I’ll talk about my fears, my insecurities, and feeling lost because, for me, that’s how I overcome, become, and get [...]