This is something I wrote a while back, and I thought I would share it with you all.


Sunday Feb. 27th , 2005


As I sit here, enjoying my morning caffeine, I am focused on two things; finishing this letter to my pal and the thoughts that keep racing through my mind as to why I write inmates. So, here I find myself, making my journal entry about those very thoughts.


Many people, family and close friends included always ask me, “Skye, why...

Skye

Sending Money is an age old topic that comes up. So, I thought I would post a few pointers about sending money and what to look for.

Honestly, this should be a personal decision for one to make. It should be something you can do if you have the means to, and if you are comfortable doing it.

My suggestion is never start the pen-friendship off by offering to send money. This sets the expectation as to what one offers as a part of their friendship and instead of an act of...

Skye

I just received an email about a story that came out yesterday in the UK. I don't even remember giving this interview, though I'm sure they didn't make it up: http://www.loughboroughecho.net/view...3871-21069562/

This whole thing with the press has grown very tiresome. Richard Ramirez? C'mon. Yes, there is a very small portion of people who seek out inmates of notoriety for romance. We don't know those people, and they don't know...

Webmaster

o·pin·ion (ə-pĭn'yən) n.
A belief or conclusion held with confidence but not substantiated by positive knowledge or proof.

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We are all different people, from different walks of life. We do not see things out of the same set of eyes, and because of that, We will have differing opinions. It doesn't make us good or bad, right or wrong. It makes us human.

When giving our opinion openly, we must...

Skye

[i]I married you, but you're not there.
You love me dearly and I know you care.
When you proposed I wondered then,
should I say yes? should we begin?
That unconditional Love you claim,
deep in your eyes, am I insane.

But you're not there, not any more
because all we do is slam the doors

We fuel the anger that isn't there,
just to say what? We really care?

I feel so bad! I want...

Angel Without Wings