You guys, hold up. This is a thing. Netflix did a show on working moms. WHAT?!? Not only that, but they did one on a moms group. Also, Tully came out this year. Do you know what this means? This means we are so freaking lucky to live in this current time as moms. We live in a world where people are really starting to … Continue reading Workin Moms in Netflix
I just want to write what I really feel,Don’t really want to talk tonight.I just wanted to talk about what’s sneaking out my windowpanes I can’t express. I wanted to see your name on the ID again,I wanted that picture to great my eyes again.Everytime I see it, I see you and it’s like,Well it’s like maybe I’m in love again. But this time I know … Continue reading Lost
I didn’t have alcohol for the hangover today, remember the Cry Fest yesterday? Yeah, that happened. Then I stayed up until three in the morning. Why, exactly? Because I can? And because I felt like it…..because I didn’t want to go to sleep, I wanted the tranquilizer dart we all love most. TV Time. Hooray. Perhaps my depression is coming from that sucky reality of … Continue reading Hangover
Ok, we take a break from “The Circumstances” story, to talk about the saddest thing I’ve ever seen. This comes on because this weekend, I met a lovely man, had a couple of great conversations with him. He texted me this morning, and we found out that I am moving to his hometown in 2 weeks(I met him because his show was touring throughout the … Continue reading The Saddest Thing I’ve Seen
Hello there. Hello. What are you doing here? Same thing as you. What are you looking for? Same as you. I don’t believe it. It’s been a while. Yes, it has. Last time I saw, we held a grudge… Fire and brimstone complete. Yes. You wrestled me away. I did, at the time. And then you come back to me? What do I do with … Continue reading Maybe Not.
To be honest… To be honest… To be… I don’t want to talk about it. Not here, not now. I don’t want to go into it, Not here, Not when…. No. You ask me to talk about it, No, Not again. I don’t want to talk about it. Not ever again. Continue reading To Be Honest
How when there is so much to say one cannot, How when one should write to mourn nothing’s wrong. How when all is lost, no more is sought, How when needed most, I quench the song. How the black abyss looks for my answer, How I turn from all and say it’s all ok. How I just cannot say where my hurts were Because I … Continue reading Funny