Now I know, I know that we're losing light, our love is dying, out cold on the floor like a fallen star that shines no more... Take, take me back to where it was before when we were on fire... What do you do when you had it all but then you foolishly become complacent, you …
I am a smiler. Through the good the bad and the completely depressing, I always try and smile. It's somewhat weird. I find comfort in comedy and use this as a coping method for most things in life. When my Dad was dying in hospital, I found it easier to joke with my family and …
Continue reading Oh baby baby, it’s a wild world; And it’s hard to get by just on a smile…
Being Becka 