life creates your fiction, fiction creates your life.
I'm stuck sitting here waiting for nothing because nothing is exactly what I can do. I'm unfit to drive, to work, to ride a bike to connect to any ounce of freedom, what I thought I could do. I'm silent the garage door opens allowing someone to come in, freely what I thought would be... Continue Reading →
You’re too nice. Speak up. Be more confident. Don’t cry. Be strong.You worry too much. Stop thinking like that. Don’t wear that.You’re too friendly. Stop being passive. You shouldn’t think like that.That isn’t always the case. Are you sure? Could you have possibly misinterpreted that? Try to remember. Don’t lie. Are you being honest? I... Continue Reading →
Carry me away today, far away, to a place where i can find myself again. A place in which the world is quiet and the ones I love are close. A place that carries and offers no worries, doesn't question my worth, and limits do not exist. The aches and pains of stress settle, the... Continue Reading →
He is what? To me, a lot of things. When did you know? I couldn't tell you, it's just so. Tell me the story. From across the room of a New Years party, 2012, our eyes met. He dodged past shoulders and shared soft-hearted grins while passing. Face-to-face now he told a joke I laughed... Continue Reading →
I've never loved somebody this much. My last and only. My cowboy
Red plump cheeks... from a gentle kiss upon your cheek, the crazy chance of life & that feeling that you're exactly where you're supposed to be... even the embarrassment of being purely human. so many meanings behind flushed red cheeks, but I feel at peace the most when the sunset blushes with me...
Simply Because They Do 💚 If you ever fall in love with a writer don't ask them why they love you it will take them years to find the perfect words to describe their wonder, their fascination with you. Writers bleed words but only the most precious drops bleed emotions.
When Anger Fuels You.... Can you feel that ball of rage that inner fire, that threatens to reach the sky? The scream nerves itching muscles pounding lungs expand with light puffs of dense, stale air. Silence raging. How can anger be so debilitating? Words like needles; cut into me. Sparkle like the stars. Color my... Continue Reading →
Color me softly swiftly gently with your tender fingertips... Highlight spots curves niches with your sweet words.... Imagine us close timeless exquisite with just unknowingly being.... To be is to want; describe it to me. (Only one photo is my own, all the rest is from pinterest )
It's not black or white, it's gray Color her happy sad slightly hurt bubblegum perky or even chocolate dessert. Shade him in light dark moonlight gray or even no shade. Draw them next to each other on a bench at the mall. A stop sign at the end of a long dirt road. Watching a... Continue Reading →
the way our lives are reflected and seen
Break the silence. End the violence.
Don't be afraid, just turn the page.
Film, Music, and Television Critic
Life or Fiction? 