Love thyself, child, for sometimes you are not promised love from others ( Read more... )

That's what it feels like. We're just adding layers to the past. It's kinda like a really good cast iron pan. It has to be cooked in for years and years to be seasoned. I'm doing better knowing that my seasoning is different than it used to be. I'm still me, but there's new experience behind my eyes. I think the word would be "Strength." I'm not ( Read more... )

As we grow, our lives change. It’s a fact, right? Everyone knows this. From innocent babe relying on our mother we turn into playful child. Soon, we start focusing on things we’ve never seen before. It’s different for everyone, but somehow the same. Noticing truths that aren’t spoon-fed to us.  Some immediately notice the layout of society and see ( Read more... )

First I'd like to say, why are weddings always so exhuasting?  I had a blast, but I smell and my feet hurt.  Hehehe.  No guys, I didn't get married.  I'm sure you'd have figured it out if I did. The new couple, Michelle and Nathaniel Benton, were nice enough to invite me.  :) They're so sweet.  I'm so freakin' tired.  Brian was so nice, despite his ( Read more... )

Despite me needing urgently to sleep...but first shower, I wanted to write in here.  I dreamed last night that I couldn't find a job and had to go back to high school.  I was treated like an adolescent that had nothing to offer (no offense adolescents).  I got angry and yelled at all of the other students there that thought they knew everything. ( ( Read more... )

See me, I walk between the worlds ( Read more... )

Today was a good day. I worked. I lounged. I can't sleep yet. Tomorrow, well..today, is my first day of class for this semester. I'm nervous and excited, yet...I worry that I'll have to walk in the rain from the other side of Bum**** Egypt. But, I'm not really thinking of that too much ( Read more... )

I'm learning ( Read more... )

I walked between the moon and mist tonight. Only for a moment. My eyes are not seeing lucidly anymore. They are folded inward or at least with blinders on. Still the moon watches on. Watches everyone. Looking at the young women trying to grow up faster than they were meant to. Making themselves shallow for empty stares. Gazing over the ( Read more... )