They say she has a bit of moxie in her but that’s only because they’ve seen her dancing in the dark, uninhibited because alcohol is the worst friend to invite to a party; it lets you fall flat on your face and kiss people you should not have. I say there is no moxie in … Continue reading Moxie


if you were to try to read my palms you would know that i am cold, my skin like ice grazing your fingertips. i am the chaos; the poison running through your veins tells you to embrace me you long to find warmth in the cold and you eventually do.

real world

if only we lived in a perfect world where people who were meant to be together could simply just, be together; but a world like that is a fantasy, the real world is a much harder place in which what is meant to be, simply cannot be.