Humanity: Raw & Unfiltered
Where do you go when your heart is aching Where do you speak to free yourself of loving the one who didn’t stand beside you loving the one who didn’t find you in the moments that mattered the most in the moments like he was a ghost not there but Read more
Suicide entered my life kind of the way spring enters with the change of seasons, in like a lion out like a lamb. Its grip caught hold of someone I loved and used all its power and might to try and take them from me. I did not let it Read more
I need time to reflect upon my day, think about what I want, think about who I am as of now and who I was yesterday. These aren’t mere philosophical questions that I only deal with in my Theory of Knowledge classes. These are questions of everyday life that I must answer for myself. And the only way to do this is to listen to myself.
I mean, yes, we are on a bed. Of course, we are on a bed because this is a fantasy and because beds mean rest, and intimacy and love. It’s a swirling white puddle—big billowy duvet and overstuffed pillows with the cases falling off in places where we’ve clutched the Read more
“Thinking about how we mourn artists we’ve never met. We don’t cry because we knew them, we cry because they helped us know ourselves.” – @ElusiveJ Bowie and Prince were difficult ones for me. Like Freddie Mercury. I think back to how every weekend in high school at the dance Read more
This is the second post in a two-part series: ELECTION 2016: What the Heck is a Contested Convention? Why do U.S. presidential elections take so long? Each state chooses it’s Democratic and Republican candidate nominees beginning in February. This can last up to five months. Iowa and New Hampshire traditionally Read more
It’s hard not to pay attention to politics right now. Change is upon us which means rapid fire lines of blanket statements and titles instead of real meaning is jamming up everyone’s feeds. I’m concerned. There are a lot of inputs in everyday life, without all the causalities and spoils Read more
If you really want to insult me, the worst thing you could possibly do is compliment my bare feet. In fact, I would rather you point, laugh and make fun of them because that’s what I typically do. You see, I have the most beautiful, dainty, smoothest, girly feet you’ve ever Read more