My scattered thoughts, in a blog.
the clock ticks are pulsing in my head ringing in my ears my fingers are a knot the tears are unannounced my heart took flight into my throat my skin, now aluminum these organs in my feet i am choking on what keeps me alive oxygen is not enough you are not... Continue Reading →
It's that I only know you this way. Like you are made of layers, but the part of you I've seen is from a whole different onion. Is that who you really are? I respect that you respect my body and that this adventure won't leave your tongue. It was dark, you couldn't see me... Continue Reading →
My mom always said to run inside when it rains, but I think the Earth is tired of crying alone, so I will sit with her until the shouting rolls away and her tears dry into rainbows.
“I’m didn’t know he was still so significant in your life.” I’m not sure he ever won’t be. He at some point was my whole life, he was the sun I revolved around. It was unhealthy, really. He was the only person in the world who put me at a priority. I could’ve laid anything... Continue Reading →
Here I am. There you are. The world is spinning around us, but mine always seems to stop for you. I remember it vividly, but this was months ago. I felt safe, you were there, I had no fear in the world. Not in failure, not in loss, not in hurt. No person should be... Continue Reading →
“What happens when people open their hearts?" "They get better.” Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood You can see the frustration and sadness consuming me by how I look at you, and that makes me vulnerable. I have always been able to mask my emotions, but you can see right through me, and that makes me vulnerable. I... Continue Reading →
If you love a flower don't pick it up, because if you pick it up it dies and it ceases to be what you love. So if you love a flower, let it be. Love is not about possession. Love is about appreciation. Oshe Today it's on my mind. ♦♦♦♦♦ You kept repeating it, as if... Continue Reading →
This is my life-- going on. I welcome you to the beginning of my era, the start of my brand new. I am here to talk, to listen, to understand. I hope that you, too, understand. Advice I once received, the advice that inspired my writing: you cannot succeed at something unless you are ready... Continue Reading →
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