I think of her so often, almost weekly I would say. We spent so much time in the present in our youth but we also escaped together into our futures. She's so much a part of my past, not really my recent past but a past version of myself. Not a part of my future… Continue reading Dirty Diana
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Step 1 – Recklessly Abandon
I am a prideful person, not in the traditional way and certainly not in the websters dictionary way. I am prideful in that I will do almost anything to avoid looking like a fool. This is rather is hilarious because most days I am quick to point out my ridiculous ways, somehow drawing attention to… Continue reading Step 1 – Recklessly Abandon
“It was all a dream” -Notorious BIG
I'm starting to wonder how many things I've been doing that are to purposefully set me back, all because of fear. Tonight while watching an old show, a wedding scene, a complicated relationship and seeing all the beautiful dynamics of a wedding, I sobbed like a baby! If you know me at all, ok well… Continue reading “It was all a dream” -Notorious BIG
you make me poetic
July 4th 2000 My heart sings in the honda that plays all my strings. A thousand words flow from my emptiness as the tunes she plays for me, engulfs the clothes and fast food. "I miss my love, like the deserts miss the rain; and I miss you" Everything But The Girl So tired of… Continue reading you make me poetic
The Most Cake
Drifting back and forth between being and wanting to be an adult and letting certain aspects of my personality settle back into infancy it seems. "I want to be the girl with the most cake" I do, I really do want to be the girl with the most cake. I imagine her to be quiet… Continue reading The Most Cake
Physical Trauma vs. Emotional Trauma
I found this fantastic site where you can obtain free pictures for social media or even Blog posts and I have even found pictures for work proposals and or meetings. I have been working on my manuscript, I used the site to look for media. A manuscript, if you can call it that, I really… Continue reading Physical Trauma vs. Emotional Trauma
Can I be the container?
A few super bowls ago a group of mostly strangers went around a circle asking a variety of, well ice breakers, I only remember one question: “what would you do with 1 million dollars”. I do not recall what anyone else’s answer was; I am sure they were grand like…buy a yacht, buy a mansion,… Continue reading Can I be the container?