“Friendship, true friendship is a curious dance. Why does one recognize and embrace one soul and yet not another. What is that? That something unspoken. Perhaps it is a long ago remembrance of another time, another place, those same familiar… — Karen Kondazian Copy Share Image
“Friendship, true friendship is a curious dance. Why does one recognize and embrace one soul and yet not another. What is that? That something… — Karen Kondazian Copy Share Image
“Life’s going to do that to you missy. Gonna upset your wagon, not just once but many times. And you got to choose who’s… — Karen Kondazian Copy Share Image
“That the woman in her had died in anguish and a vengeful man had been born in her place apparently brooked no notice of… — Karen Kondazian Copy Share Image
“But then it came to her…just change your mind about it. About everything. Shit. That was it. "What an idiot she was. It was… — Karen Kondazian Copy Share Image
“Everything was temporary; she understood that now. All of this was temporary. It would all be snatched away. It was all on loan. Even… — Karen Kondazian Copy Share Image
