JOURNALS OF JO

I'm just trying to get through chapter six of a twenty chapter novel and I cannot believe how much effort has been put into the lead female

I never lost a fight. But that didn't make me strong. That terrified me. Because I never wanted to fight.

I will stand accountable for my actions and if they have consequences that I think are too hard for me to bear I will not drag down innocent

I’m in a mood. And it isn’t because the cycle of life is upon me. It’s because the cycle of life is ever upon me.

Because it’s never my intention to hurt anyone but to open people up to a better expression of themselves. I won’t back down and cower befor

A stately eagle or vulture or hawk flies by as they each survey their land. Looking for prey. The rushing waters of the rivers below seem

If I could rip my own heart from my chest and show everyone the blood that courses through it.  Point out where the veins meet the artery,

It’s all he cares about when he rises from his nights slumber. After he’s devoured all that there is from his kill. The remains lying close

You looked at us as we marched and yelled in righteous indignation, crying out for justice. Begging to be seen and heard by deaf ears. There

I was pushed head first, into the trenches, before I was old enough to even realize what a fight was. I was pitted against myself into a bat