2018

Day 81 of 365

Life update: I am undeniably happy. Yup, that's right, I'm changing my major AGAIN. I don't know why I couldn't just accept my passion in the first place rather than run away from it. I love music. I love art. I love acting. Oh but if I major in math, people will think I'm smart… Continue reading Day 81 of 365

2018

Day 34 of 365

Greetings! A big hello to you and to February, a nice warm welcome to the New Year! So much to look forward to this month, here's my to-do list: Start my Spring of 2018 semester (and make friends this time). Take new headshots! Start back up at the gym. (Slowly, but permanently). Make business cards… Continue reading Day 34 of 365

Gallimaufry

what is love if it’s not genuine?

His favorite artist became his second when he met me, and I hope for my own benefit that he still thinks of me that way even though we are long past meeting. And long past loving. Separation and time really makes you wonder what parts of the relationship was truly genuine and which parts were… Continue reading what is love if it’s not genuine?

Gallimaufry

sometimes battles don’t make us stronger.

You were all I ever needed, You were all I thought was good, Until good became a question, But letting you go, I never could. So I tried to make it better, But better wasn't enough, Your depression overwhelmed me, And soon it hurt to bluff. I can't handle it I told you, I could… Continue reading sometimes battles don’t make us stronger.

stories

curiosity killed the cat; by accident.

The other day, I hit a car, or the car hit me, I still haven't decided yet. Thankfully, I'm still alive and breathing and my BMW runs fine, but at what cost? In repairs, I'll probably have to spend around five hundred dollars to fix my old reliable, but depending on whose fault it was,… Continue reading curiosity killed the cat; by accident.

Gallimaufry

you haven’t touched me in a while.

Place​ your hand on my back and feel the tenderness of my skin. Pay attention to my eyes like you would the last bowling pin. And spare me the hurt; caress me with care. Put your lips to my lips and your hand through my hair. I know it's too early and I'm not thinking… Continue reading you haven’t touched me in a while.

To Him.

if you’re a flower, i’m a flower too

i once got a tattoo of a flower on my ankle because my ankle's close to the ground and thats where flowers grow and in a way it reminds me of you how you stem from your roots in the same way flowers do how you were just a seedling and before you knew it,… Continue reading if you’re a flower, i’m a flower too