Breakthrough No. 3: Why Am I The One?
lighter is a place I strive and long to be; physically, mentally, emotionally…
Why Am I Like This?
Guys, I had to close this chapter in my autobiography that I really didn’t want to ever have to close. But now I understand closure. So there’s that. I won something.
I think closure means you reach a point of accepting something’s not meant to be, but also that it’s not the end of the world…
Musings on Premeditated Loss
I can’t deal with my emotions.
I hate to feel like I’m losing. It starts inside my ribs, this non-electric tingling. This gut reaction to oncoming-disappointment. And it travels through invisible channels, directly to my elbows and down my forearms, lightly raising goosepimples on my skin as my core temperature drops. And somewhere in my sinuses ginger begins to grind,
Death To All FuckBoys
…acknowledge that your fuckboy lover does not, can not right now, and may possibly never love and respect you… do some introspection: Why did we pick the fuckboy? Is he really just that charming that we didn’t know he was a fuckboy, that he’d never appreciate in manhood? Was it the D?