& Texts From Last Night

Texts from Last Night I love you. I miss you but I don’t want you back. Not being friends is hard. Maybe we could work if we tried again.  Maybe we unraveled again because we had too many loose threads. Too many secrets, too many people, not enough of “I’ll try.” “I’ll trust you. We’ll…

Transparent Glimpse Into My Life: Growing Up Darker

I presented this at a conference last semester in Erie & everyone loved it. I cried writing it. It’s polished but it’s still a draft. I need to go back dig deeper & analyze some of the things that I just touched the surface upon. I’m not good with my feelings & writing helps me…

& What’s Missing?

   I look at my blog now & I look at years ago when I first got addicted to Xanga and I’ve realized what it’s missing now a days. My blog is missing raw emotion. That “Omg I’m having a bad day. I might not have any money for my books because my jobs chaotic”…