He said he felt like I didn’t love him,
Like he was just my friend
A friend with the alarm code to my heart & the key to my soul…
If only he’d turn it
Saw our future through a telescope
Taking each day as it came
Me, ready to abandon the script that had become my life,
My comfort zone
To walk through the storms in my head,
He was my light
Knight in shining armor,
More like a…
slicing into me
smooth & clean
or a ninja’s blade
takes a moment to sting
the pain has an echo
through the canyons of my soul
aftershocks through my mind
days, weeks, months later
like they just cut through my ear canal
high off life
or cotton candy
or funnel cake with strawberries
bleached & baked
by chlorine’s date with the sun
jean shorts still heavy
from rapids promising
a shower or a soak
knees wobbly after
using a rollercoaster to
teddy bear bigger than you
cause you’ve looked 12
since you were 16
since you were 20
cheek bones higher than usual
from the smile
grown permanent on your…
Every now and again you need to pat yourself on the back and tell yourself that you are beautiful.
Every now and again you need to remind yourself how much you love yourself.
This post is that for me… at least for today.
I like to think that I was a cute kid!
I have moments when I like to put on some makeup and be a diva!
But I love the everyday me the most!
I know that I am not perfect. Trust…
Okay, so the trouble with the world today is that the majority of people have become intolerant of differences. I sit and look at the current events and problems of the world and it all seems to stem back to being intolerant of what makes us different from other people.
Not everyone is meant to be the same. We evolved to be different. We aren’t supposed to think the same, talk the same, worship…
I spent a lot of time working with kids in various aspects of my life. That means I have spent a lot of time telling kids to keep their hands to themselves. I recall once having a conversation with a little girl that troubled me. She was running around hitting on a little boy who was around the same age as her, but bigger than her.
Me: Don’t hit him. You are supposed to keep your hands to…
Okay so I know this may sound weird but I am really thankful for my past loves.
No seriously. (Stop laughing and/or giving me the side eye.)
I was tweeting yesterday about understanding your personal love language. Your love language (by my definition) is the way you show love. It can also be the way you best receive love.
I have found that the most clear way that I show love is by devoting time…
So, I have found the need to write myself out of this depressed state that I am in.
Of course you wonder… “Why so depressed? Don’t you realize how blessed you are compared to others?”
Blah Blah Blah
Yes, I realized that I am an extremely blessed woman. I have a million things to be thankful/grateful for.
That doesn’t change the fact that I suffer from clinical depression and generalized anxiety…
The hard part about breakups is realizing who gets custody of the “friends”.
Seriously, this is incredibly tricky when couples run in the same circles. It often makes me wary about even dating someone who runs in the same circle as me. Why add more drama to an already uncomfortable situation?
Their friends were always their friends and only became your friend because you were dating them.
See this is why fucks cannot be given
You give one and they want them all
They want them how they want them
When they want them
Heaven forbid the turtle move too slowly for them
All fucks should be given immediately
This is why fucks cannot be given
Because then when you try to tell them water is wet
They look at you like you are crazy
Tell them fire is hot
They look at you like you’re the one…
Okay… so… apparently I am addicted to moving. I am sitting here thinking about it and I have moved almost every year since 2005. It actually averages out to every year because I moved twice the first year and one year I didn’t move at all.
I say all that to giggle because I actually hate moving. I despise packing and unpacking. The stress of searching for a new place that will not make my…