Does anyone else have a father and they are not going to their Father’s Day celebratory dinner, BBQ, party, etc.? Because I’m not and I feel guilt. And I can’t figure out why. Other than I am a compassionate person. I was raised in a nightmare of an environment. It was so awful. And at… Continue reading Today is Father’s Day…
[This image was taken in 2011 in her youth-ish years. I won’t post a picture now because it is sad to see her so old] Snip. My precious baby that I’ve had through all these years of struggle. I got her the year I was going into my Freshman year of high school. Every late… Continue reading My 19 Year Old Kitty
I haven’t been on here since February and it feels like just yesterday. It is incredible how so much heartache and so much growth can happen in a few short months. I’m still working through all my demons. Some days I am brilliant. Other days I pull myself out of bed. I’m still a little… Continue reading My Return
2.12.18 Legendary or Ordinary? Scrap and fight For love – One embrace Soul trembling Thunder crashing Rolling thru two hearts Let loose What do we lose? Shaken But not broken Your presence Always with me Astral dream You see me You will never Love me more Never let me go I beg – I plead… Continue reading Alright?
Crash down Out of time Inevitable pain – gloom and dismay Are you okay? The ground shakes Lips meet. Tongues locked between. Hands low below Hips pressed against, Hard. Shaft. You. Drunk on euphoria Finally lost in you . . . . . And now? A moment of distance, pause. A craved engraved You can’t,… Continue reading Post-Valentine’s Post
I just pulled out a little black booklet from late 2016-early 2017. Inside I listed about 200+ bucket list items/activities I want to conquer in this life. After all the change, growth, and development of new perspectives and forming new ones.. I was shocked to scratch out many things that I simply have zero desire… Continue reading Buckeklist from 2016
I just had a “aHAH” moment. When you have something all the time, you start to treat the material, situation, emotion, or person and you end up acting like it is a privileged luxury you deserve. But we aren’t privileged to anything. And at ANY moment it can disappear. I miss him. I haven’t seen… Continue reading Ironically Missing You