I’ve always wondered if that’s specifically what Rant implied. It doesn’t bother me or make me upset in any kind of way. My friends are an acquired taste and I’m glad to see that there are people that they genuinely like and are interested in (because oh dear God they’re difficult, 😅😬 but then again … Continue reading Does Rant Imply It Bothers Me
You know we'll never understand The thin line between See there's love and there's hate But in the middle There's a path, a fixture, a beam It's a place we're familiar with We know all too well A place where we don't intend to stay Then realize it's always been home We deviate from this … Continue reading Potent
Is it you? Or is it you? I’m not saying it’s not me...buuuuutttt it’s not me. Like I’m 26. I wasn’t into cutesy crap and being flirty when I was 16 and I’m damn sure not now. It’s already awkward enough for you to call me a pet name in the first couple of days … Continue reading RANTINGGGG!?
If I ask you what you like about me after you proclaim that you “like me” and we are talking with the intent to date, none of the following is acceptable: 1.) “You’re cute”. Obviously there was some form of attraction when we agreed to talk. 2.) “You’re funny”. While I’ll admit that I do … Continue reading (Not So) Random Obsessive Thought
I don’t know if I want to be with you And your intentions could be good But while my heart saying second chance My mind screaming we’re through, it’s no good Chances like that I don’t believe in Which means people rarely receive one from me It’s not that I’m being selfish But it’s because … Continue reading Why I Can’t Give A Second Chance
I found myself thinking of my guy friends, wanting to talk to them and hear them talk back. Their advice always sans judgment. Wisdom from both their individual experiences and our experiences together. I miss the reign of freedom we had in discussions and the solace provided by their moral support. Somehow I've grown complacent … Continue reading (Not So) Random Obsessive Thought
If you've seen some of my posts, you know that expressing emotion was and sometimes continues to be difficult for me. Anger is one emotion I had no control over...or shall I say one that I didn't care if I had control over. On top anger, there were a plethora of different emotions that we … Continue reading History Behind “S.O.S.: Save OurSelves”
Though I acknowledge it, the color of your skin has never mattered to me... ...but the fact that you cook WAY more than I do does... ...though not for me...yet... ...hopefully.
“When You’re Not In The Equation” is a poem slathered with confrontation. It’s a conversation that doesn’t want to be had, but happens anyway because it’s confused. I could never understand how he could show affection and love, while at the same time make me question the validity of our relationship. I’ve always been a … Continue reading History Behind “When You’re Not In The Equation”
In lieu of finding out who you were I tossed you to the side I figured I could come back to you Like a math problem I didn’t understand I watched you age from the sidelines You journaled how the isolation made you feel But I never took the time to read your words Instead, … Continue reading Despite All The Things