You're either a real piece of work or a real piece of shit. How's that for a piece of my mind?My wonderful mind. My revolutionary mind.Your words not mine. Life without you is a piece of (chocolate) cake.
I abandoned a conversation with someone today because his punctuation was driving me crazy. What about you??? The way he punctuated his responses annoyed me. God how ridiculous am I? This mom I babysat for did the same thing. Thank you!!!!! Nobody is that excited about anything. What a lame reason to ghost someone. What [...]
Thinking about what I saidwhen life looked and felt completely different. When the world was a different place,I said always.That's what I said.That's what I thought should be.You and me.Always.And what now?Now that what I said isn't true.What I said feels like a dream.
I walked up a mountain this morning at the ass-crack of dawn. It was still dark when I started and I could see the stars and the moon. It was as poetic as could be except for the large groups of people yick-yacking away, disturbing the early mountain-morning soundscape. But eventually I put enough distance [...]
I never thought I'd be the kind of person who makes their own granola but here I am standing over the stove keeping a careful eye on this mixture so the sugar doesn't burn because I don't want to mess this up. I think I burnt the sugar last time. That or using dark brown [...]
I did it.Just like that.It's finally happeningafter all the talking about it, writing about it,thinking about it. How long have I been thinking about it?Now feels like the time.Because if not now,when?Click, click, change.Rearrange.
I don't know if I trust myself. Is that bad? Do I need to be more sure of myself? Is that the secret? I'm skeptical. I know certain things about myself. I know I haven't always been trustworthy. I trust that I can't be trusted all the time. Can anyone be trusted like that? Do [...]
Do words really have any value? They don't last. It's too easy to redact old ones, to take something nice and turn it gross. It turns out, all those things I said with you, to you, about you, were lies. You thought I was sincere but I never meant any of it. Words can hurt. [...]
There are some things I will never know. There is some pain I will never understand, that I can't even begin to imagine. It's hard to look at what's happening.I'm learning there are things I have not wanted to see. I don't understand how people can treat each other this way. I'm scared. I'm sad. [...]