Dear John, It's been a while, huh? I guess it can be pretty easy to lose track of time. How have you been? I hope you've been well. I'm sorry I left when I did, I just needed to get out of that town, I hope you can understand. Didn't you used to talk about … Continue reading Forever & Always
Tag: Narrative
The Mistake That Caused the Disaster
She wished she could take it all back, every last bit. She'd have to, because she didn't even know what did it, what caused such an astronomical disaster as this. Maybe it was the way she wore her hair, each piece specifically unkempt. She hadn't washed it in years, and she didn't even own a … Continue reading The Mistake That Caused the Disaster
Silent Breaths & Silent Steps
Silent breaths were all she had left. Silent steps to silent rooms with dirty men and toxic fumes She knew this all would be her end but sleeping's best when in the tomb. Silent breaths. In. Out. The dirty men led her to bed, The toxic fumes, they fixed her head. Silent steps. Left. Right. … Continue reading Silent Breaths & Silent Steps
The One Where I’m Walking the Walk
Okay, really it's more like crawling...but still, we all had to crawl before we walked. The lastĀ Letters I posted was titled "The One Where I'm a Fraud," and admittedly it was less than my usual motivating content. I just felt so fake, like I wasn't doing anything for my goals, which is honestly a feeling … Continue reading The One Where I’m Walking the Walk
The One Where I’m a Fraud
I'm a writer...am I? I write essays for school. I write for this blog. It's not very good. I want to write books, but I don't actively write my book often enough to say I write books. So am I a writer? But if I say I just want to be a writer, will I … Continue reading The One Where I’m a Fraud
Summer Favorites 2015
With summer wrapping up and everyone heading back to school, I thought I would try something a bit new for me (though certainly not for the internet) and tell you about some of my favorite things this summer! Why am I doing this, you wonder? Well, quite simply, I like talking about things that I … Continue reading Summer Favorites 2015
Someday I’ll Meet Someone
Someday Iāll meet someone whose hand fits right in mine I know the thought is childish, but itās also quite divine You see my palms are sweaty, a bit too big, and scarred from time, But someday Iāll meet someone whose hand fits right in mine. Someday Iāll meet someone whoās full of big ambitions … Continue reading Someday I’ll Meet Someone
Letters From Exchange: The One Where I Have a Monster Inside of My Chest
I have a monster inside of my chest. There, I said it. A monster. Some days it feels like a lion, some days a dragon, some days just pure fire. It changes form but it never leaves, because my body is its cage.Ā Yes, that's right, there is a monster in my chest and my … Continue reading Letters From Exchange: The One Where I Have a Monster Inside of My Chest
Letters From Exchange: The One Where I Want to Get Better
So, that last post was a bit of a downer, eh? (there's that time spent in Canada showing through). Yeah, I wrote it and fell into a deep spiral of self hate that I had to sleep off. I hardly ate that day, but then I got so weak that I had to get McDonald's … Continue reading Letters From Exchange: The One Where I Want to Get Better
Letters From Exchange: The One Where I Write Myself a To-Do List
I think I'm actually starting this one by asking myself "what do I need to tell myself today?" I think I probably mostly need to tell myself to get out of bed, seeing as it's almost 6pm and all I've done is scroll through Tumblr and eat breakfast. I'd like to claim this happened maximum … Continue reading Letters From Exchange: The One Where I Write Myself a To-Do List
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