i sometimes wonder how people don't talk about what they're feeling. i do this too much-not talk about what i want to talk about. i struggle between keeping the peace and saying my piece. and what it means to disagree with someone you care for. over and over again. or maybe not disagree but it's... Continue Reading →

adults are idiots

also, now that i've just completely let myself go with the whole ranting stream of consciousness experience tonight, i really have to say that i don't buy for a damn second that adults are smarter than kids. they're not. and all the lectures and advice they give is just complete bullshit. and i say it's... Continue Reading →

side eyes

i am a little overly suspicious. a lifetime of constantly questioning and second-guessing my surroundings and the people who occupy those spaces wears on me from time to time. coping mechanisms, tricks of the trade, survival tools all of these hang on even though i am safe now. mostly. LOL! it's hard to let go... Continue Reading →


i think all we're really looking for is to love and be loved. i keep living so hard and fast that i get burned out. i don't really want to live my life working to pay bills. why is this way of living seen as virtuous and the highest good you can do for society?... Continue Reading →

i keep thinking that my generation is one of the last ones. and we almost had not choice in the matter. i am at the point where i'm tired of trying to convince anyone about anything anymore. it's so fruitless because none of us enjoy or look to see the ways in which we have... Continue Reading →


it's never been so easy to allow myself to be left behind. i just don't do anything anymore. i stop fighting. i stop competing. i stop trying to prove myself to people who were never on my side to begin with. it's an odd psychology we have, to want to love most the people who... Continue Reading →

A reason

I look around from my place at the breakfast table listening to the sound of the fan click as it passes the same certain point, hearing each note I type, the still drip of water. I see the faces of jam on my piece of toast. They're very worried today that or just unimpressed I... Continue Reading →

blasted thru

i face life each morning with a heart wide open, slashed and burned and born anew. God protect me from knowing it all from feeling it all before protect me from the arrogance of being self-assured keep me curious and questioning and seeking and always seeing wonder amid the malaise of a bored world. keep... Continue Reading →

the only option

To say that suicide is not the only option diverts from the real issue and only seeks to blame the person who chose suicide. What is needed is a conversation about why someone chooses that over life and then ask yourself what did I do to contribute to their view and experience of life that... Continue Reading →

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