Opinions are opinions. Do not argue to persuade when you asked for an HONEST opinion. How you can you take offense when you asked a person to vocalize their thoughts? You owe them the respect to not challenge their ideals. End of discussion.
Hey love! Are you okay? You look amazing! How was you day? Did you get enough sleep? Do you need any money? Have you had anything to eat? You want to talk about it, honey? I’m here if you need me. I just wanted to hang with you. I’ve missed these conversations. Seeing you is … Continue reading Three Words In Disguise
I hope you're okay An image of you fluttered by In my head Your blue eyes Your hair Either unkempt with a clip Or your signature ponytail Both dirty blonde You were always soft spoken But your laugh A soft, yet louder boom One often heard As we watched American Horror Story In your living … Continue reading My Favorite Person
I could never pinpoint it, but I knew exactly when it changed. I always felt it coming, but of course, I tried to guard it once it came. There is always a point where you realize that the waste is what you lay in, but the poison is what you soak in. I could never … Continue reading Toxicity Alone
I tried to love you under the radar I was unsuccessful even then Depsite failing myself humiliatingly I convinced them the truth was what I knew was pretend I stayed up many countless nights Counting the silhouettes of stars on my ceiling And in the end I found myself wondering About all the possible things … Continue reading Still
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 up? I know damn well I shouldn’t be And in those few seconds Where I’m deciding If I am or not I know you know all too well That I am Otherwise you would never ask You cast the line out Just to see if I nibble When you know I will So I … Continue reading Middle Of The Morning
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!?
*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”