Gravity is a b!tch

One of my favorite country star artists, Miranda Lambert, has a song called Gravity is a bitch. Her lyrics are phenomenal, they outline exactly what it's like to get older. Gravity on earth plays a lot of different roles. It keeps our bodies standing upright on the ground, it usually returns any object down when … Continue reading Gravity is a b!tch

Forgiving me, constantly.

Have you ever found yourself reminiscing about a good time with someone who is in your average, everyday life, and then suddenly - BAM! It hits you out of nowhere. You inevitably think about a bad moment with them? Picture it more as an instant flashback memory of this person; not a recurring argument situation. I … Continue reading Forgiving me, constantly.

Who would write a letter to me?

Isn't it true, that growing up, we were always told to "write our feelings down" instead of keeping things bottled up?   All of us have dark thoughts. We all get into the sunk-in feeling funk depression every once in a while, and while some of us let our thoughts deteriorate our soul; others, like … Continue reading Who would write a letter to me?

Tears in her eyes

She's confused, emotional,  insecure and feeling utterly pathetic. Her heart is protected by thick-skin yet through her own mental self-torturing shatters, she has finally found a weak spot. After years of convincing herself, and others, that she can control what her friends call heartbreak, she has found it. She wonders how in the world she feels this way, when her relationship is nothing … Continue reading Tears in her eyes

Dear 30 Year Old Me

I wonder about you a lot. Are you happy? Have you found the love of your life? Have you forgotten about the man you said you never would, seven years ago? You know, the big blue Chevy driving hunk, who couldn't take his eyes off you. The one that let you slip away...without  you having … Continue reading Dear 30 Year Old Me

Possibility in the morning 

Lately, I've been in a funk. I haven't been in the mood to get on Facebook and socialize, nor have I really had the urge to go out and party with friends. For some strange reason I feel lost. Confused and full of wonder about where my life could possibly be taking me. I'm not … Continue reading Possibility in the morning 

Why losing friendships means finding yourself 

I’d like to go back to the day before my 23rd birthday. May 27, 2017. The day before everything changed. The day before I realized my own friends were holding me back from being my true self. They say that who you associate with is a reflection of yourself. Hence why we have so much … Continue reading Why losing friendships means finding yourself