Those scars are lies. The cuts get deeper and deeper. With every slice and every line, the tears increase, one drop at a time. Her limit is unclear, but she knows the end is near. One more cut and it’s complete: her greatest fear. Talking doesn’t help, because the words are “nobody’s business.” Writing doesn’t… Continue reading Those Scars
Tonight’s blog consists of a story about jealousy. My boyfriend, I guess “ex” boyfriend… and I have been separated since August. We moved to a new state together in July. With that being said, for those of you who do not know August comes right after July… We signed the lease to our apartment in… Continue reading I Still Get JEALOUS
I am currently at work going through old photos of myself (great job right… actually not really – different blog for a different day and in the majority of them I have different hair. Why? Because I change my hair all the time. As soon as I notice the style of my cut changing.. I… Continue reading The Many Styles Of Me: Hair
This anger stems from a long string of other emotions. All of the other emotions that I feel for you. The problem is.. I made the “new life” changes so that the anger would go away, yet it has not. I had come to the conclusion that we need space. Space to grow as individuals and… Continue reading Anger.
Three days into the new year.. and on day one, I decided to reconstruct my life. Did this happen intentionally? No. This is not a case of intentional irony. It is mere coincidence. The new day of the new year just happens to be the new day of my “new life.” This is the year… Continue reading Starting Over