I’ve started this blog post about three times now. But, as you can probably tell, I haven’t been satisfied enough to post it. I miss it. I miss writing my thoughts down. I know, subconsciously, that I haven’t been because if I start writing, I will also start crying and frankly I haven’t been in…
Tag: feelings
I am confusion
God is a funny funny immortal being. Just when I think, maybe, just maybe I can rest my mind and settle, He has a way of confusing me once again. I thought I was finally in a position to be happy with my job and my family life. I thought maybe things were lining up…
Ode to my rapper
I am in love. Yes. No, I’m not kidding. Love-love. That kinda crazy, you talk a little too much and you share your dreams type of shit. And I’m terrified. Gosh, I’m terrified. It’s real and I am scared shitless about giving myself to someone like I have been. He’s passed every test and checked…
A philosophy of sorts
Sometimes you wake up and you look at yourself and you’re like, “Damn. I’m fly.” And it’s not just like you have a cute outfit on or your makeup is on point, it’s that you feel good about your insides and your actions and you may not know exactly what is going on at all…
Spence
My therapist is encouraging me to be as genuine as possible in everything I do. So I’m trying to do that more. Just be a little more upfront. Y’all are probably thinking “Bitch, you’re always upfront. What are you talking about?” To which I would say, “Yes. On here.” Trying to do that a little…
Come with me…
…and you’ll be in a world of pure imagination… Pure imagination. What even is that? For no matter how hard I dream, I don’t know if I could fully dream without restriction. Even my dream dreams have restrictions. Love is weird. Not much else to say. It’s weird. And it can be sad. It makes…
It’s for the way you look at me
L O V E Four letters. Millions upon millions of meanings. I love her. I love them. I love us. Mango wine and shitty poetry inspire the mind. I like that I’m not alone in my struggle to fit into this crazy adult world. We’re all tiny little ducks that are larger than baby ducks…
Love.Dream.Be.
The greatest part (sometimes the worst part too) about being an empath is that even when stuff is going “weirdly” not “perfect”, things are still so beautiful. Even when my heart breaks or is a little bruised by something, I remember this: for my heart to get a scar or hurt a little means that…
Thunderstorms and beaches
I have these moments, many if you’ve been reading this blog for awhile, where I am/feel like a bad bitch. You know? I feel like I can walk the streets by myself and be so comfortable and badass. Then… Then there are other times. When it’s raining and there is a storm watch for like…
Love letter to men
I’m in the mood to rant and I’ve got some time before church so imma go in for a second. Men, listen, you are not the keeper of my thoughts. You don’t know what my past is, you don’t know my life. If you make assumptions you not only prove yourself to be an ass,…
Serenity Searching 