I stopped by my old boss' office on Friday afternoon to say hi. I brought her some Hershey chocolates that were given to me by a professor, but my intestines were already having immense difficulty digesting the lactose in the mocha latte I indulged in earlier. Damn intolerance. My boss ebulliently greeted me and draped … Continue reading Best Thing I’ve Ever Done
They tell me I'm too forward. They tell me that makes me scary. "Get some social skills, please. You're needy, pushy, annoying, you try to get attitude and argue over everything. Honestly you should just kill yourself." Yeah, some of them have said that to me. They tell me that I don't say sorry. They tell me that … Continue reading They Tell Me…
The shadows are fucking with me. I see myself in pink and blue. My legs, concealed under black leggings, I need to peel them off. I want to touch. All I want are orgasms. I let the couch absorb my bodyweight. I close my eyes, and my consciousness flies out of my ears. I want … Continue reading Heartbreak
"I still love you. I just wanted you to know I'm not well. I'm sick, and I'm trying to get okay. So anything I said or reacted to, I wasn't trying to make it about myself at all. I'm sorry, but I didn't mean for you to feel alone or bad or like I didn't care. It was never that I didn't care. I just have to get it together. Like I didn't wanna tell you, fucking like it's just embarrassing for me to tell you that shit is not well. Anyway, if I made you feel like you were alone or didn't care about you, I'm sorry.