Red leather booth. Teary-eyed girl. Angry man. Restaurant packed. Tears spilled. Face flushed with embarrassment. Half-hearted apologies. Hurtful comments. Mixed messages. Unrecognizable. Unbearable. Uncertain. Panicked mind. Racing heart. Fight or flight mode. Name calling. No love. No care. Please stop. Please stay. Please leave. Make up. Forget about it. No conversation. Heart shattered. Memory tainted. … Continue reading I Didn’t Recognize the Man Before Me
Could You Please Keep Your Eyes Off All The Other Girls? Thanks.
I'm pretty insecure, not that much is new there. Be it the past relationships or the dislike for the body I'm in, I'm struggling to see my worth. (Or if I even have any...) Regardless, I feel pretty inadequate and I know the steps to change it, the time it takes to change, but I'm … Continue reading Could You Please Keep Your Eyes Off All The Other Girls? Thanks.
The decade old scars on my wrist glow in the summer sunlight, and I can't help but think of that night. I was so young, so heartbroken; so sure life was no longer worth living, and I should just give up the fight. Over ten years later and I wish I could go back and … Continue reading Sunlit Scars