When the commonplace makes you stop and see ...I saw a homeless man today among the macadam and cement bones of The Street. We have many in this city of bones and misery. Whatever his life had once contained of beauty and of love is long forgotten now. More than forgotten, buried and dead.... See More »
What hating yourself/depression can feel likeI've wanted to claw out of my own skin since I hit puberty. This represents it well. (1)
