Tell me... How did we get here?And where the fuck do we go now?
Current status... Currently... I'm sitting here on my kitchen floor. Thinking. Writing to you. In between my batches of chocolate walnut cookies (which smell fucking delicious btw), I'm reading a self-help book with Halsey playing in the background. Yeah yeah. I fucking broke down. Bought myself a damn self-help book from Amazon... Maybe you have … Continue reading Self-Help
Fucking welcome aboard 2020! A new year and a fresh start? Yeah... I think new year's resolutions are complete bull. We should all be trying to resolve our problems the WHOLE damn year, not just the first two weeks of it. However, I am curious to see what I can fucking accomplish in the next … Continue reading 2020
"What would you do if you saw him right now?" Is what was whispered to me. Shopping in the next town over, buying more clothes and shit I didn't need. I saw you there. And you saw me. The person who tore me down and made me feel broken. You. My predator. My stalker. My … Continue reading You Saw Me
What makes me do the stupid fucking things I do? I keep making poor decisions... and then carefully walking on eggshells praying they don't come back to bite me in the ass. I feel like I'm doing these things to punish myself. Which is pushing myself farther into depression. I have become somewhat of a … Continue reading Drinking Buddies
I'm going on a trip in January... I'm going there to see two great guys. One I've never met in person, and one is a longtime best friend. Military boys. I absolutely cannot fucking wait to sit on the beach. It's only December and I'm already begging for fucking warmth and sun. These snow covered … Continue reading Warmth
Everyone has a story to tell. Everyday as a nurse, I care for someone who has a story to tell. It could be a juicy romance, a historical non-fiction, or a very fucking dark tragedy. However, in every story I hear... there is a wound, a heartbreak, or a trauma. I've met people who have … Continue reading Wounds
Words that sting... "At least you have a pretty face".
Maybe things have to fall apart before they come together... That was my fucking Dove chocolate quote, under its' shiny little wrapper... conveniently the day after I thought I lost one of my best friends. I did something stupid this previous summer. I won't go into all the damn details, but basically... I fucked my … Continue reading Falling Apart… Together
I'm feeling in the mood to write... I love myself and who I am. Yet... I hate myself for all that I've done. I regret my past decisions. Yet... I keep making the same poor choices. I know I need to make a change to save my friendships and relationships. Yet... I like the way … Continue reading Yet…