I am nearly certain that my dreams are trying to tell me something. No matter how crazy my dream is you are always there. Sometimes I catch a glimpse of you in the background. But dreams aren't always clear, sometimes the people in them are fuzzy; but I know it's you. It's your half-smile, the … Continue reading see you in my dreams 2nite
It was a sad moment in time. It was cold outside, I felt the breeze whisper against the tips of my fingers. Not a crisp breeze like the kind that fills the early morning, but rather a soft and gentle and reassuring draft. The sound of the wind could do nothing to cloud heaving sighs … Continue reading untitled
I will only ever find happiness in my own self destruction. My mom always told me that addictive personalities run in our family She always warned me about the dangers of smoking How she too fell victim to our genetic disease “Don’t drink, you might not be able to stop” But I drank anyway. Lo … Continue reading Happiness in Self Destruction
inspired by my favorite american short story "the yellow wallpaper" by Charlotte Perkins Gilman
same gloomy content
I wrote this last year; only posting because I kind of like the first sentence and I'll probably incorporate it somewhere in my future writing.
first draft of my post from March 6 written in my shitty handwriting.