I stumbled across a piece of writing I did a few years ago. I decided to blow the dust off and share it. It’s blunt and honest and just as relevant today as it was when I first wrote it. Without farther ado... “It gets better after high school.” When I was seventeen, I wanted … Continue reading My Ten Year Promise.
My view of the world is usually that of the top of my feet. It’s the only thing you really see when you’re always looking at the ground. When my head is hung low streets and sidewalks blend into the same long drudging path. At least I can always see when I need new shoes. … Continue reading Windswept Serotonin
These words are made out of scraps of paper. Fragmented ideas stuck to a steering wheel that I am not in control of. There's a chemical imbalance in the driver's seat and I believe she is about to go off roading I exist in a bracket. In the space between Adderall and Lamotrigine. I … Continue reading Desperately Seeking Stability