Tag: acceptance

A letter to my younger self

I thought this was beautiful and I wanted to see what would happen for me if I started writing a letter to little me. I’d like to thank TaylorMae very much for the inspiration! Her blog is great, definitely pop on over! And if you like the idea, try it out too: tag me, reblog or ping, I’d love to read! ….So, my dearest little one, all I truly ask is that you come out and play with me today and everyday. Let’s do this because we know we can, and we cried last night because it’s actually so much scarier to know you can, isn’t it?​ read more…

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Hypocrisy, so hot 🥵 right now

When I was a kid, I learned quickly how much hypocrisy drives me nuts. People telling me not to ask too many questions, or not that type of question made me livid. Growing up in Catholic school, I both really dug theology and really, really hated it because of this. Though I barely remember the... Continue Reading →

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Dare you to fuck a blender

This thought, “broken, yes, that’s how the light gets in” keeps replaying. This idea that when you want to build a muscle, you break it down first. That’s how you get stronger. What doesn’t kill you makes you funnier; however, it doesn’t necessarily have to be your life’s purpose. I have to wonder if the... Continue Reading →

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Daily Prompt – 1943

Have you ever broken a bone? Surprisingly, no. However, I fucked up my tailbone once, and it’s a funny story, but also one that haunts me a lot, and the very thing that made this fucking blog: so maybe I can work some shit out and you can learn more weird shit about me…Shall we?... Continue Reading →

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Oh, how beautiful pain can be

So, you’re 19, you get raped and pregnant. Zoinks! You don’t even believe you got raped, so you hate, self harm, self destruct, and blame yourself - consider yourself an absolute fucking failure, fuck up, worthless- for like… 19+ years til you finally decide maybe talk to somebody about something (there’s so many to choose).... Continue Reading →

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On Jackasses and Wiseasses

A Baby Ruth for the pool of consciousness.. Not to paraphrase a great mind like Blake’s on a blog dedicated to my itchy ass, but(t?): Life is a perpetual journey from jackass to wiseass, if you will I feel like everything and anything can be achieved most simply by embracing every syllable of that quote.... Continue Reading →

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Daily Prompt – 1930

What's a job you would like to do for just one day? Prolly gonna be in the minority on this one: stripper or a hooker*. But like, a classy hooker in one of the fucking awesome looking brothels near my house. I wanna go just to fucking hang out, but I would totally sleep with... Continue Reading →

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Oh my weeping ankles..

I’ve been walking because I keep telling myself I have to. Or, sometimes I just get going before I think about it. Or, sometimes I dare myself to, or bribe myself, whatever works, as long as we work it. (I am sorry) I am so out of shape, I can’t even say I’m round. I... Continue Reading →

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