The Myth of Wings
I can still feel you there, are we tangled in time somewhere. Armistice I woke up early in the…
October 25, 2017I can still feel you there, are we tangled in time somewhere. Armistice I woke up early in the…
October 25, 2017After we move I’m gonna… (The list keeps growing) Get my nails did Make some asleepin’ playlists Apply the…
October 19, 2017Its 5 am And I am up. I wake up almost every day at 5 and I force myself…
October 18, 2017I went digging around in my dark place. I had to. If I remember it exists it makes the…
October 8, 2017It’s been 6 years. 6 years today. I have photographic proof of my moment of emancipation. The first picture…
October 7, 2017This blog is a few things. A giant coffin. A diary (darling). A time capsule. A place to vent…
October 3, 2017Fuck. I have done my fair share of that, and then a little extra. Losing myself so deeply in…
September 29, 2017“No Ma, you can’t give a gold star for that, and I will tell you why…” (Kidlet in the…
September 28, 2017There’s a fine line between leaving space in your heart for someone and torturing yourself on the daily. I…
September 19, 2017I don’t advocate violence, but I am running out of options…because words ain’t working. Panda and I are both busy…
September 17, 2017