life
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Bejweled
After years of being held captive and thrown overboard I have officially washed up on shore. I haven’t posted a story in so long but trust there has been so much going on in my life. The more life goes on the more I realize I could write a book about how hectic it is. … Continue reading
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Landslide
I know it’s not a big deal. I know my life’s not over. I know there’s still so much I’m going to do. I know I’m young. I know I am loved and supported. I know I have my family. I know I’m going to move forward from this. I can’t help but be negative… 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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we can’t be friends
I can’t believe I used to have faith in an insipid, immature boy that thinks posing in front of an ambulance is great Instagram content. What was I actually thinking? Did I seriously believe this was the one for me? A boy that still acts the same way he used to in seventh grade? What’s… Continue reading
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I Wish you Roses
Before I began dating my current boyfriend, I had a friend named James who I considered great. I met James in my seventh grade math class. I was a very outgoing kid and made it my mission to make others feel my presence and smile. I would talk to anybody and everybody. Any silence would… Continue reading
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Forever December
December is that time of month in a young girls life where she gets a year closer to not being young anymore. It’s me. I’m the young girl. December is my birth month and the older I get, the more I love that my birthday is during the most beautiful month of the year. I… Continue reading
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Soon You’ll Get Better
I think I speak for not only my family but for everyone with a beloved mother that the hardest thing to experience in life is sickness. No matter the severity of any illness whether it’s a cold, flu, maybe even strep throat, it hurts to witness your mother get sick. The worst part of witnessing… Continue reading
Midnight Reflections 