it’s 10pm and I’m sat in my frontroom with no tv on and just listening to the clock thinking how much my little man is growing up and how much my life has changed.
keys1988
it’s 10pm and I’m sat in my frontroom with no tv on and just listening to the clock thinking how much my little man is growing up and how much my life has changed.
Musings from a medical mother
A secret journal about my personal life.
The ballet of the pen is, at times, divine.
A writer with no name 👽
