When I was in high school, I had my whole life planned out (in grave detail might I add). I would kick ass in high school, graduate, and then move into an extra small dorm room. I would get an internship at a major publication and once I graduated college, they'd offer me a full-time … Continue reading My Splash of Color
At the end of the tone, please record your message. Hey, I know we haven't talked in a year, or is it two? I don't even know anymore. I just wanted to call because, well, our favorite television show is ending. As stupid as that may sound, it has made me reflect on what our … Continue reading The Voicemail I Never Left You
I've come to accept that it's not filled with angels nor is it stationed on the clouds. Rather, it's filled with your love and maybe even vegan pizza. Instead of harps, various pop punk songs flow from invisible speakers. We don't need permission or an acceptance letter - all we need are CDs and city … Continue reading Heaven
The image of my bones reflects off the smudged mirror in the dim light. Bones - they're the only thing I recognize anymore. These curves aren't meant to exist on this mistake of a body. No longer do my hips wish to be hugged by fitted prisons - facades - costumes. Where it all … Continue reading Aching Bones
I was going through my drafts this afternoon to see if there was anything I could edit and post quickly when I found this post in my queue. There was nothing written in the body, there was just this title. This lovely quote was said in 2017 by one of my best friends, Isabelle. She's … Continue reading When Life Gives You Lemons, Eat Lemon Cake.