I feel like I need space. Not because I do not want to spend time with him, but because I got use to all the time we use to spend. We do not share nearly the same amount of time anymore. I should have not allowed myself to get so comfortable. I knew discomfort was… More Seasons
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Imaginary Friend.” I never had an imaginary friend. My childhood was filled with moments were I tried to act older than my age to fit in with my siblings. Maybe my childhood imagination was fogged up by where I wanted to be and not where I was.… More Wanted to be.
I have not written in a while because I have nothing to say. Every time I go to write I think of what might not be present such as correct grammar, large vocabulary, but most importantly my stories. I start to wonder if I have any more stories left. Usually my blog is taken up… More Speak
I am tired of being in the same English class for three semesters now. The titles of the courses may differ, the works as well, but the way my mind has to work is absolutely the same. Many people need to look at the small things present in the text and pictures deeply in order… More The Diving Bell and the Butterfly
My brother called today and it amazed me. I haven’t heard from him in a while. Sometime between life and college we got caught up and did not utter a text or a call from each other. My family and I hardly ever mention anything that is wrong. We were brought up to think that… More Two Week Sadness
I hate being excited or too happy about something. It always leads to disappointments. Just recently, he asked me to show my emotions more because it will be appreciated. But that is so difficult for me. i do not want my feelings to be shattered into a million pieces that I will never be able… More I Did So
I know you’ve thought about suicide You suffer looking at yourself in the mirror Staring at every gut thinking about cake, rice, and ice cream Thinking how she could ever stay so long with a hairy chested man like you Or how that beautiful little girl with her brown eyes looking straight up at her… More I Have Thought About it Too
I reread you like a passage I did not understand Or a speech I did not hear properly Your hair flows, brown and blue, like the wind But its colors only visible to my eyes No one sees the tears before class sleepless mother, painless grandmother, helpless father And the countless amount of lost dreams… More I Am You
A few days ago my brother was unsure if he could take me to school because he needed to work. I was ready to take the bus when he told me that he would take me. The night before driving me (yesterday) he stayed out working extra hours just so that he could take me… More Start To Get To Know
Yesterday I went to my cousins boxing fight. It was so nice to see everyone in their shirts and people asking about where we got our shirts from. It felt that we were united and we stood out as a unit. Yesterday marked his record to be 7-0 with 4ko’s. How exciting is that? But… More Why The Hell Not?