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!?
*Sigh* Where do I even start... "Me Forgetting You" is an ode to all the ways I've attempted to forget a person who was, well has been a huge part of my life. More than ten years. I couldn't remove someone with that much intel and experience even if I (or the Men in Black) … Continue reading History Behind “Me Forgetting You”
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
Though written in a year of tragedy, it feels more fitting to this year.” He be a fool who kills a child Mentally immoral, physically unbound He who does such deserves no life Take a step backwards and another Slowly into the word that is my knife A man such as this has no soul … Continue reading Everlasting Idiot
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
I was voted "Support Person of the Year" at the school I work at. I've yet to figure out what that means.
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”