I got a tattoo on my upper arm. I absolutely love it. The tattoo is supposed to be of Glinda the Good Witch, from the Movie and Musical Wicked. She's holding her wand and she's in a bubble; her bubble. In the upper part of the corner there is a crack. For those that don't … Continue reading Lies I tell myself ~
Author: Bubbly Eddie
A letter to the crush who never knew he was my boyfriend.
Dear crush(es), El oh El. This is funny to me because as I sit here to write out my letter I am flabbergasted at all the guys that come into my mind. There seems to be a theme happening in this delusional mind of mine. All the guys I've ever had a crush on were … Continue reading A letter to the crush who never knew he was my boyfriend.
What the fuck.
I'm getting tired. Tired of myself. Tired of the cycles that keep repeating and the lessons I fail to learn. People tell me to go easy on myself but I simply can't let myself get away with all the things I've done. It doesn't make any sense to me. The people I wish I could … Continue reading What the fuck.
Michael ~
You asked me if I was done. I couldn’t bring myself to give you the honest answer, so I said I didn’t know. You uttered a confused scoff. I was a sitting pathetic duck parked with tinted-less windows. The people outside walking around and past my vehicle would casually glance. Embarrassment flushed my face as … Continue reading Michael ~
30 days
It feels like a lie. It's not, but just because it isn't a lie doesn't mean it doesn't feel like it is. I've had these days lined up in a row so many times. They've added up to 60, 90, 120, and the longest was 548 days. But these 30 days feel like I've been … Continue reading 30 days
Confessions of a Compulsive Liar. 