"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
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I dreamed a dream that I can’t remember (part 1)
I woke up in a panic. It's 8 in the morning, and the shirt I slept in is sticking to my neck. I woke up in a panic, but I'm not panicking. I'm relieved. Not panicking. Not scared. Am I okay? I take a few deep breaths in through my nose and slowly let my … Continue reading I dreamed a dream that I can’t remember (part 1)
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.
Confessions of a Compulsive Liar. 