drawing a picture

a line is nothing but a dot that started out and didn’t stop until it reached a suitable spot my line has curved and made its way to give a shape of comforting sways two figures dancing and embraced hand in hand, face to face add some color, flesh them out bring some life, let... Continue Reading →

when you’re gone

I hear some tires not quite like yours but I let myself forget and think, he’s come home at last, though the fantasy fades  fast. Driving around with the windows down I catch a scent of baking cookies, a barbecue, a party of some family  still together, and I turn to smile at you but... Continue Reading →

What is love?

Backstory: I used to use an app/site called LyfApp wherein people have a safe space to essentially live journal their feelings on different "journeys" in their lives. Then helpful Lyfers can comment their support and/or suggestions underneath. So one Lyfer had posted about their uneasiness with feeling like they no longer loved their partner. They... Continue Reading →

Do You Really Know Them?

I find it interesting that we say, “You never really know a person,” after some awful parting of ways or betrayal. It’s as though we believe that people live in a constant state of deception, clouding our vision from who they truly are. Such manipulative people exist, to be sure, but I don’t believe it’s... Continue Reading →

I Pass

Do you think I look up to you  perched on your high horse saying it's my choice  to love more than one and that choice is wrong? Do you think it's okay to shout, "You're not gay!  Stop sinning, start winning my praise!"  as if your praise is what I spend my days longing for?... Continue Reading →

80s Gamer Birthday

I failed to post this past Saturday, but for good reason! I was putting together the finishing touches to my 80s gamer themed surprise birthday party for my brother in law. I DIYed my way though this party because my sister was on a budget but I was determined to make it happen! I hand... Continue Reading →

Me Too

Above photo taken by Gracie Marie. Check out her work! Content Warning: this post discusses PTSD as a result of sexual assault This is hard for me. This isn't something I've told many people. This may come as a shock to some of my family and friends. But I need to tell my story. The... Continue Reading →

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