“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?
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A Letter To My Younger Self
As I close my eyes, I’m picturing a little curly-haired boy with skin the color of coffee after putting four creamers and four sugars. Smile wide with baby gaps in his teeth. Dimples deep enough that it made the top of his cheeks puff out like a balloon. I don’t know the age, but I … Continue reading A Letter To My Younger Self
Lies I hide behind: Finding love or hooking up
I think I've made it my soul mission to find love. What kind of love? Well, the kind of love where I'm burying my face in Olive Garden salad, calamari, and seafood pasta across from a guy who doesn't judge me that I prefer the Denny's of Italian Restaurants. Or the kind where I ask … Continue reading Lies I hide behind: Finding love or hooking up
Confessions of a Compulsive Liar. 