The streaks of the morning sun bleed through the blinds. The smell for the coffee peculating flutters my eyes awake. My vision is blurry. I rub my eyes and look around my white and barren room. Our white and barren room. We just got done moving into our brand new home yesterday and today, we … Continue reading Untitled
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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
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.
Confessions of a Compulsive Liar. 