Tag: sunday


Okay, so. I have no words. I am empty. Most moments I am numb but then the waves come and I feel everything. This, is a huge wave. And I check my phone, nothing. My inbox, nothing. My door, my car… I looked for you everywhere I went and I found nothing. So, here I am. Searching. Searching for words. Emotions. Answers. You. Coming … Read More Searching

Part 2

When you meet someone, you see skin, beautiful eyes, breathtaking smile, brightly colored personality; and you feel warm and fluttery. But when you meet someone, you don’t know what keeps them up at night, or if they’ve had pain. So much pain it changed them, altered their whole body from skull to toe, sympathetic to nervous system. You can’t tell that they have days … Read More Part 2

I Must’ve Forgotten

“Don’t forget your worth,” she said. But, I don’t know how much longer I can hold on. Xo, #thets

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

This Won’t Mean Much

If you only knew how much I simply adored you. Of course, my love won’t cure you. Or make you happy. I can’t help by that facet alone. But if you knew, at least you’d know. And sometimes that’s the one thing you need before going to bed at night… just, knowing. Xo, #thets


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

Type of Girl

I’m a smart girl. I’m an averagely smart girl. I know a few things about life but not everything by any means. But, because I’m a smart girl, I know that when I have a bad day it happens for a reason. I know that when I think it’s the worst it will ever be, I know… Know all too well, that I’ve been through … Read More Type of Girl

Or Maybe Not

Maybe one day I’ll be better. Right? I mean, maybe one day I’ll be human and beautiful and happy. Maybe one day I can see more than the black shade of my heart. I think one day I’ll be able to be off on my own, and move on with my life. I mean, I can get better. I can love again and forget … Read More Or Maybe Not