Keith Alan Snyder is a predator.
This is the face of a serial rapist.
It's hard to write my thoughts and feelings now. If I make the decision to write I have to remind myself that every word is poured over and scrutinized. They are looking to distort every single word. And it's interesting writing when you have knowledge of nefarious intentions with the content you share. I'm always … Continue reading Mountains.
I don't know where to begin... You know that feeling you got when you read the title and saw that there was something new here for you to pour over? That little skip in your heart's rhythm? That impatience as you waited for this post to load? You know that feeling? So do I. All … Continue reading Checkmate.
Remember that woman? The one you met and made feel so special? Remember the weeks and months you spent courting her in the beginning? Remember all the late night turned early morning phone calls that you spent sharing your hopes, dreams and fears? Remember all the times she came up and helped you? more times … Continue reading Remember that woman…
I once told him that he was every single wish I had ever made on every single shooting star as far back as I could remember. No pressure right? Of course he countered and told me that I was perfectly, painfully scarily fantastic on so many levels and was the woman he should have been … Continue reading 11:11
I only caught your eyes once. I had hoped to hold your gaze, to see something...something human behind that facade. For a moment, I thought maybe...but it was seconds, over too quick. Walking into that courtroom strengthened me. I felt my spine pull tall towards the ceiling, stacking like bricks and mortar and refused to … Continue reading I am the storm.