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
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
So, okay. I wasn’t trying to be that one, not to you. I’m realizing that, no one is safe in my life from that. It’s no secret that I’m just all too real for someone like you. That’s okay, isn’t it? I mean, maybe for you but certainly not for me. I’m to real and that’s not an issue, the issue is how you’ve … Read More
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,
Waking up, breathless. Dreaming the most fearful traumatic experience; the only thing that could break me down to the core. Only to waking up, and realizing not only are you living in my subconscious, but in my reality. Xo, #thets
It is not secret that I am dark and twisty, and it’s no secret that I have a love for weightlifting. These two worlds are constantly conflicting. I started my new journey of my 20’s in September of last year, I began weightlifting consistently and started taking control of my stress and depression. When I was put on medication it helped control my fluctuating … Read More The Struggle
My little miss piggy, my sass-a-frass, my bebe piglet She is growing up so fast. She’s packing on the pounds and couldn’t be a happier or healthier baby pig. After having her for a few months now, I still can not understand why people I do not even converse with have the idea that I need to hear their opinion of her. “Miniature” pigs … Read More Olive The Piglet
I’m going to do something a little different here, bear with me? I lost my father about a year ago. He died of pancreatic cancer. I was his baby; the youngest. I also happened to be the only one mentally, emotionally and physically able to take care of him. When he died, I had it all together still. My sisters lost it, either reached … Read More This is me, now.
So, I’m here, right? And you’re there. I’m here reading these text messages of how sorry you are. Always sorry once you realize I’m gone. And you’re there writing these messages, probably busy doing other things. I’m here, thinking that you’re the bad guy but you want to mean it. You’re there, thinking you do. But then, I’m here all by myself, crying, and … Read More Here: For you.
Friend is not a term I use loosely. It’s not fair to my real friends if I call a horrible person my friend. A horrible person doesn’t need to be treated like gold. But, I wasn’t a horrible person to you. I was your friend, fact. You were no friend of mine. I will never run the risk of calling you my friend again. … Read More No Friend of Mine