"Can I please just talk to him?" A whisper laced with a desperate plea. "He's asleep." "Please. I won't wake him." There was a deep and long inhale. "Hold on." She gets out of bed, still dressed in the scrubs that she came home in earlier in the day. It's a little past 1 in … Continue reading I promise
Author: Bubbly Eddie
Deconstructing You
It would be stupid to fall for someone like you. It would be insanity to curl into your arms and pretend your body is warm. But you make me feel intoxicated — the way your adrenaline binds into the blood in my veins, tickling my skin, hot and sweaty. Eyes widened. Pupils dilated. You make … Continue reading Deconstructing You
Catching up
I have 122 days clean today. So far today, I’ve cleaned my kitchen (just need to Swiffer), cleaned my bathroom (even wrote new affirmations on my mirror), washed my sheets and comforter, and I should be doing homework… but instead I’m catching up on everything that’s happened since my last entry in here. I started a new … Continue reading Catching up
Is it safe?
“I never look back, darling. It distracts from the now.” — Edna Mode Except I did. I was dressed perfectly. The wig. The pink silk chiffon scarf. A black dress with black kitten heels. The glasses and golden-brown lip to tie it all together. Why is it that in the comfort of my own place, … Continue reading Is it safe?
Pants on fire.
In the gym, watching the news about how aid is being suspended to Gaza, while Kesha’s “Joyride” plays in my ear — the remix version where “I’m a bitch” keeps looping over a dance beat that makes me want to move. I catch myself thinking I’m living in The Hunger Games. I’ve never read the books, but … Continue reading Pants on fire.
Confessions of a Compulsive Liar. 