Honesty is an intriguing notion. It is considered right and moral to be honest, but I truly wonder, in a constant cycle, is it better to be honest and true to ourselves, or is it better to do the moral thing and cause the least amount of pain as possible. As I feel my life
Read more →Okay these signs need to stop or something needs to start happening. I keep getting all these signs from the Universe telling me to not give up on you but im about ready too, i say this all the time but i really am. The biggest step is knowing if you feel for me the
Read more →Tonight, as the music slows and the lights fade, close your eyes. Imagine a world where aliens have attacked and we tremble at the wake of zombies. We sit with our feet in prominent ’Fuck You’ position in the only safe house for miles. My darling, paint me with beauty. Portray me with perfection. Brush
Read more →I finally sat down and read parts of a pamphlet that Vitas (the hospice group I had signed on to the day before Paul died) mailed me. They sent me STUFF a couple of other times, but after having it on the counter for a few days I threw it out. I didn’t need it.
Read more →It’s Monday and 3 minutes before 4. Even though you haven’t called in a month, I still look at the time hoping you will. It was the highlight of my week. Hearing your voice, catching up and laughing for 45 minutes while you drove home from work. But those times are gone. Not only do
Read more →I never thought I’d be without you. I planned to marry you, have your beautiful children, and grow old with you. I pictured it all. Until, one day, he came into the picture. I didn’t plan for him to catch my attention until he was there for me through the times you were not. I
Read more →We knew what would happen. I lie to myself and say it’s just sex. Just passionate, inhaling sex, exhaling love, make me want to cry sex. I love my boyfriend, but I am falling in love with you too. I am falling in love with who you are, what you want and your intelligence. Why
Read more →I have tried writing this letter numerous times. But I cannot find the right words for it. Shocker, I know. I know it is not your fault, but all this does is prove that lying voice in my head “right” once again: that I am worthless and unattractive; incapable of finding that which my heart
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