Some people live where the air is very thin. So high up that it must be such a laboring effort to find their next breath. Maybe that is why they are so intolerant of those “beneath them.” The bottom dwellers have only themselves to blame. The heady scent of struggling day-to-day to live. The stink of homelessness, rank …
My whispers in the wind – Charlsey Jane
my dreams, desires, random thoughts
My whispers in the wind - Charlsey Jane 