To You, & To Summer.
This summer I fell for a short-lived romance story. A story of dancing in a kitchen and daydreaming on a balcony. A story of frustration and secrets and the slight – more than slight – thrill of all of it.
Read MoreRelentlessly self-aware.
This summer I fell for a short-lived romance story. A story of dancing in a kitchen and daydreaming on a balcony. A story of frustration and secrets and the slight – more than slight – thrill of all of it.
Read MoreAs far as life lessons go, you never ask for them. I think it’d be pretty sweet if you could, you know, when the timing was perfect. Like hey, I’m pretty strong right now but I’m ready to get stronger – what do ya got for me?
Read MoreOn days like today, I remember that most of the time, I consider myself an average writer, but when I go through a breakup, I will become even better.
Read MoreI can’t juggle. But I try to every single day.
Read More18 things for finding our way in 2018. (or something like that)
Read MoreI accept myself unconditionally right now.
Read MoreI can live in a lot of places, but limbo isn’t often one of them. And if you’ve read anything on here before, this is probably old news.
Read MoreI’m pretty sure that last New Year’s Eve was only a couple of months ago. But I’m also certain that what has happened throughout this past year surpasses what could possibly fit into 12 months. And so this year must have been a lot longer and a lot shorter than most typical years and while that is not possible I am telling you, it must be.
Read MoreBut sometimes,
I feel like I didn’t get both.
I feel like I got half of each.
And it wasn’t enough.
He will tell you what the bottle felt like in his hands
And the day that he finally put it down.