I am in relationship. A serious relationship. One I have never been in before / I have never been in one before. And it feels strange. ..Strange in a good way, I guess. I am learning a lot of new things. I have never been a relationship type of girl. But now is the time … More Love. An evaluation. Am I in love?
Whatever I do in life. I just can’t seem to make it right. From head to toe. I am a lost soul. One journey to the next, one failed idea to another. O, how so Tiresome!! Hark, I fear I have gone to far, clasping onto the rare pieces of me. ..trying not to be … More I dare not say
Stone cold. I bury myself hidden in my sheets. An invisibility cloak. Please don’t look at me. Hide me away, from everything I am. Everything I must face. Stone cold. A fight, a battle, convolution. A war of strength or a war of wits . Stone cold. Battling it out. Churning inside, telling me what … More Take me away
We all don’t really have it all figured out in life. It comes when it comes; like a gust of wind. …As they say, adapt and flow with it like water. The balance/situation is this..from Months of no job at all to now 3 jobs at once; from years of promiscuity to now owning myself. … More Update. The balance of life and working hard. Keep Momentum
I’m 23. Yet we all know that age doesn’t mean a thing. Being cotton wooled most of my life means I followed instructions and did as I was told because those things protected me. However, all those things meant that I couldn’t think for myself. It meant that I didn’t know what to do when … More Becoming an Adult
We struck a New Moon last Wednesday and I don’t know what it is, whether it’s these happy pills I’ve been taking (St John’s wort), whether I’m just letting go to be kinder to myself, or whether it was indeed the mini trip that did it, but I’ve been better than I have for a … More Realism slow but steady
Who. Am. I …? The question that is always on my mind. I feel I have wasted my youth. The youth that others took the opportunity to try things and that others had the confidence to be defiant to shout out in class, to do all those things. And now I’m the late bloomer. I … More Wasted youth through the system