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Seeing Double

My true Gemini. Two people in one. One moment, you. The next, a different you. I love them both. They’re both mine. I accept both. I treasure both. I find happiness in both. I choose them both. But, one, I’m not sure which… but one of those you’s, doesn’t love me back. I’ve known it. And I’ve picked you both every day, anyway. Xo, … Read More Seeing Double

Part 1

I don’t write happy things. I don’t write positive things. I can’t formulate a sentence in my head that comes off as sugary-sweet and not bitter-sweet. I don’t, I can’t. So then as the universe likes to do, you came into my life. But, you didn’t walk in, knocking then waiting for permission to come in. No, you fell smack down on my feet … Read More Part 1

Cotton Candy

My words will easily cut you like a knife in your heart.  Taste as sweet as cotton candy but if only for a moment.  This I know.  And I know my shortcomings of being too harsh, too cold, not enough chances. But, I make up for it ten fold, every time.  Yet, some just don't like cotton candy; your type of sweet.  Some see … Read More Cotton Candy

Fool Me Once,

Well I must say, I’d be lying if I said you didn’t surprise me. You got me good. Jokes on me. You got me so good that I just fell right back into you. You got me so good, that it only took a minute. You got me, and I was so blindsided, by the idea that we could ever ever ever be together. … Read More Fool Me Once,

I know you and you hate it. I know that there’s a girl you love and then there’s me. I know, you know, I know-but I won’t ask you to stop or tell you to leave. I can’t. I know that you have this side of you; the sweet, lovable, understanding, sensitive side that speaks to all the pieces of me. I know this … Read More


Draft after draft and I have no inspiration. Draft after draft and I can’t figure out a good enough topic to even run with. Draft after draft, words after sentences. Sentences into shitty empty paragraphs that lead to absolutely nothing. But one draft into another, and maybe one will be good enough to share. But, ha, no. That won’t happen. Won’t ever be good … Read More Listless.


Well, here I am on an elliptical. A cardio machine I haven’t touched in at least 3 years. Why? I’m just getting fat. Nothing crazy, just fat. Of course, I can still dead lift you, squat you, maybe not bench press but soon, (I’ll touch on that later). But yet, my hormones and stress levels, mixed in with fooling myself ONCE again that I … Read More Change

Not a Happy Story

Can’t just slap me with empty words than think you said enough to fill me. Can’t just make a pinky promise then forget the sacred knot we made. You can not just be an asshole and think a simple Snapchat or a text message every blue moon will make me forget the former. You can’t just make me feel everything one second and then … Read More Not a Happy Story

The Best Friend

I can feel you. I feel you pulsing through my shrinking veins; furiously, frantically. You’re honestly my worst nightmare. You drop in at the most inconvenient of times, so pretentiously. I tell you to leave and you stay for hours on end and no click of my heels, or medication can shake you. I can feel you. Creeping just a little further up my … Read More The Best Friend


C O A C H E L L A 2015

OKAY, SO–Where do I even begin? I just got back from a trip of a lifetime. Had one of the best weekends of my life and was able to share it with my two sisters, whom I believe are my soul mates. But really, such a killer weekend. I won’t go on and on about boring stories that no one but us would understand. … Read More C O A C H E L L A 2015