friends
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Getaway Car
This is a post I honestly never thought I’d care enough to make but here we are. I really had a friend getaway car a good man and I actually felt bad for him. It made me think. Damn. I did that to someone. I guess karma got me real good this time for what Continue reading
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End of Beginning
This is goodbye to my teenage years. I went through so much as a teenager. I experienced so many heart breaks, friendship break ups, drama, negative thoughts, eating disorders, body dysmorphia and learned lessons I never wanted to learn the hard way. I never imagined I’d be proud of myself for getting through it all, Continue reading
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Are We Still Friends?
I recently came in contact with an old friend. This was a special old friend. A friend I have written about twice on this blog. A friend who will know this is about him when he reads this. He broke contact, finally, and apologized. For so long, I was waiting for this to happen. I Continue reading
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Moral Conscience
A short story about the role karma contributes to one’s life unexpectedly. Karma chooses who it wants, when it wants. Women all over the globe know this all too well. Continue reading
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Sign of the Times
It’s always a Sunday. It was Sunday’s when I’d get phone calls from him because he was in basic training. It was Sunday when I told him I felt nothing for him and that it was over. It’s always a god damn Sunday. Every day I ask myself if I’m strong enough to never see Continue reading
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Where’d All The Time Go?
You know how life goes. You say you will never miss high school but once you walk across that stage, nostalgia settles in and suddenly you miss when you were a lovefool sophomore with unbraided hair and dozens of necklaces. You hang out with teachers that made an impact on your life, you tour the Continue reading
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Peace
For once, I have nothing to say. It has been almost two months since i’ve uploaded a new story. Is this growth? Am I getting old? Am I no longer a kid? Has my frontal lobe fully developed? I feel like for once in my life I am no longer full of so much anger Continue reading
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New Romantics
My sophomore year of high school, my heart was ransacked, my mind was twisted, my soul was diminished. It was all I ever wrote about. It was the only thing I knew for certain as a 15-year-old girl. My life has been saved by many people, myself included. I have many people to thank for Continue reading
Midnight Reflections 