the way things are

Sometimes you feel shitty. Sometimes you want to talk. Sometimes you want to be left alone.

Sometimes when you want to talk to someone, and there isn't anyone.

Sometimes you don't want to talk to your mother. Or your sister is too young. Or your other sister is away at college. Or you don't have a sister. Maybe you don't want to ask your forty something counselor if you should sleep with your boyfriend or not.

Sometimes you're lonely, and you'd just like to talk to someone.

What it all comes down to is this; If you ever want to talk to someone who won't judge you, can't and won't ever see your face, won't tell a soul, and won't mock you, just know something.

I'm here, and you can talk to me. I don't care what about.

even though my characters are my imagination, most of the time their probelms aren't my imagination; they're real.

Boyfriends, parents, periods, teachers, grades, you name it, I've been there. You can talk to me. Drop me a line, and I'll do my best to help you or find someone who can.

your secret is safe with me.

Email: morisstories@hotmail.com