Tag: words

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

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

Game-changer.  Xo, #thets

Why Are You Single?

Short answer (pick one): I’m a mess  I have no time  I don’t know  Lol, anyway… Well… that’s a long story.  And so it goes. I’m single because I can’t keep up with people who don’t know what they want, every day–ever-changing. How do you expect someone to stick around when you’re playing with their brain like a yo-yo. It’s fucking nauseating, I’ll tell … Read More Why Are You Single?

Read Me.

She said, “If I find someone you have to promise to let them spoil the shit out of you… And treat you well. “I fear you’ll get bored with someone who seems ‘too interested’ in you.” (Of course, she’s only known my whole adult life and therefore knows me better than most). And then she asked me, “Do you know how to be with … Read More Read Me.

Flags

Flags went up when I believed you were too good to be true.  When your smile felt like thorns from the most beautiful rose.  When your laugh was as soft as the sound of crashing waves.  Flags went up when, surprise, you wanted me.  Flags went up when you knew that you were going to like me a little too much.  Flags went up … Read More Flags

10/18/2015

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

The Struggle

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

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

Remember:  “He is not the sun. You are.”  -G.A.