Talking about rape, abortion, adoptions - also the last 20 years of my life. Don't read it if you don't want to read about yucky stuff. Go anywhere else on my blog, there's plenty.
Time 11:11 1:11 2:22 3:33 4:44 5:55 10:10 Here we are again, I sigh. "I'm...I'm sorry for everything," he stammers, "but did your wish come true, at least?" You wish I will respond, but my silence is my first wish come true. I don't know what you think, but I know that you don't deserve... Continue Reading →
I search my face in the mirror. My pupils are dilated once again. Large black orbs obfuscate the normal blue or grey hue. I dourly ponder if it is a desperate attempt by my soul to find light in my self-imposed darkness. "Who are you in there?" I muse aloud, to no one in particular.... Continue Reading →
11:11 1:11 2:22 3:33 4:44 In the prison of my mind and heart, I wonder how many times I can remain open and trusting. I had always believed that the path of love is filled with sacrifice and unselfishness. Time and time again, I've been reminded that I must love myself first, but I cannot... Continue Reading →
I'm alone now, but I'm not entirely sure that is the case. When you came into my life, you kicked up memories and emotions like pollen on a new spring day. When I looked at you, I saw myself. Broken and confused, just like me. You dejectedly told me how you rise and fall by... Continue Reading →
11:11 1:11 2:22 Fear once ruled my life, but it has fallen away from me. I suppose, when your heart gets broken enough times, hurting becomes the normal. Happiness, on the other hand, feels alien. These thoughts I carry, as I smile to you and say, "I just want you to be happy." For the... Continue Reading →
11:11 1:11 Whenever you are around me, exhaustion seems to be constant. I understand and try not to take it personally. I have that effect on people. Since everything shifted, the only constant is impermeability. People, like clouds, float in and out of my life. I've proposed it was a test to see if I could... Continue Reading →
11:11 He looked at me, with a tear sliding down his cheek. "I seem to have broken my heart." Staying silent, I painted shadows on my face. In my mind, I saw pieces of my own heart resting on his shoulder. I wonder if I could brush them off, but I assumed I'd look weird... Continue Reading →