Hey guys. I realise that's it's been a long while since I posted here. I am trying to grow up so I won't use writer's block as a scapegoat. I do have ideas I'd like to write about. Truth, I just don't have the energy. So I went through my drafts and I found something … Continue reading Conversational Anxiety.
If you are going to love me, please love me in my entirety. Love the parts of me that sob for no apparent reason at two in the morning and the parts of me that bursts out laughing because of a lame pun in the middle of a tragic movie. It is in bad taste … Continue reading If you are going to love me.
I chuckle at the irony of what I’m about to do. Truth be told, I don’t know much about love and friendship. Attempting to talk about it, would be like Hitler giving a lecture on tolerance. I’ve only ever had a handful of friends and up until I was twenty, I did not understand these … Continue reading Dear daughter; lessons on love and friendship.
If I’m being totally honest, I am terrified of having a son. I don’t think I get men. No wait, I do get men. And when I say I get men, I mean I have put a lot of work into appreciating my sense of self, I really couldn’t care what goes on in a … Continue reading Dear Son,
My roommate thinks I have a casual attitude towards death. I’d like to think that isn’t true. Maybe it is, maybe it isn’t. On the surface, it might be true. I will admit that I do not avoid thinking about death. A lot of times, the thought of people dying doesn’t leave a bad taste … Continue reading On Death and Humanity.
I think I was six years old when someone told me to stop looking her in the eye because it is rude as I was a child and she was older. To date, I still struggle with maintaining eye contact especially with older people. I still get mini-panic attacks when I have to hold a … Continue reading What’s done is never done.
If you are ever at a party, smoking cigarettes on a rooftop with some girl with extremely rugged jeans and green hair, ask her how her day was. I promise you won’t regret it. Because unconventional people have the most exciting stories to tell. If you are ever hanging out with your closest guy friend, … Continue reading If I should have a daughter
So I have been mauling over this question, “when is the last time I expressed gratitude to anyone for loving me?” and I realized it’s been a while. And so that is what I am going to do. But I am going to start with the male members of society because I spend most of … Continue reading to the men that loved us.
So I just found my ten year old sister making a card for her best friend. It had this BFF acronym splashed all over it. I think it’s cute; cute as hell. You get? Because hell is not cute. *high-fives my left hand with my right hand* *has a sheepish green on my face* *cries … Continue reading Best friends forever??
"words are tsunamis, yet people splash them around like puddles." hell like yeah. "you are cold and somewhat cocooned." while this is somewhat true, I am yet to think of anything that has made me question myself as much. I think by now, most of you know that i am an introvert. so it goes … Continue reading words are tsunamis, yet we splash them around like puddles.