Young girl in pink- Come straight to shore. The current ripped,beat, sweltered, and tore us apart. A life long will of Itch, ache, reaction, and contraction before retreating back into my shell. I am not so hollow anymore. The entire earth is my word. Hold me firm,break my crust but please, spare my trust. TheContinue reading “Petals of a Flower”
What do I know about moving on? Very little and quite a lot. I am still very much a woman who romanticizes the sweet smiles and tender kisses of past lovers. At 25 years old, I am barely capable of donating clothes bought for myself 10 years ago to the thrift store (I mean, c’mon, theyContinue reading “Moving On”
I’m not giving up on myself. Because I love myself. My hair is thick, My body is thin. Laugh at the naysayers, I won’t cave in.
I’m having one of those scary neuron firing moments where I can’t stop tossing ideas around in my head about what is to become of me. While eating a grapefruit in the kitchen and stretching my right leg on top of the counter I started to think about the decisions I’ve made lately, and whatContinue reading “Thought break from physiology homework.”