• If you could only see..

    by  • August 31, 2014 • * Safe for Work *, Lost Love • 0 Comments

    I miss you. I’ve been trying really hard to forget you, to forget we ever happened… but to say the time we shared didn’t mean anything would be a lie. At least on my end. I really don’t understand how something can seem so perfect, and fall apart so fast! I can’t stop thinking about

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    Courage

    by  • August 31, 2014 • * Safe for Work *, To You • 0 Comments

    I keep hoping one day you’ll see me. The real me. The husk of a woman you’ve left in your wake. But you never do. You see only you. Your own lovely reflection in the white of my eyes. You ruined me… The woman I was. And you’ll never understand the depth of that loss.

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    Waiting

    by  • August 31, 2014 • * Safe for Work *, To You • 0 Comments

    Sometimes it becomes hard waiting, waiting to meet someone who is worth the effort. Someone who you don’t have to settle for, but someone who is exactly what you need. Someone who compliments your faults and enhances the best parts of you. Someone who you can finally think to yourself “hey maybe they’re the one.”

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    On Building Myself Up

    by  • August 31, 2014 • * Safe for Work *, Self-Esteem • 0 Comments

    We have stayed up all night talking five times in the past few weeks. Talking about everything. You are so fucking smart. You know so much. You perceive everything. To hear from your lips that I am cool, and attractive, and smart, and kind was probably the biggest confidence boost I’ve had in a long

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    To my soulmate

    by  • August 31, 2014 • * Safe for Work *, To You • 0 Comments

    Ricky, I think you are my soulmate. You’re my best guy friend and I do think I’m in love with you. But so is your girlfriend. And I can’t do this. I can’t be around the two of you. It physically hurts my heart to see you two together. What am I supposed to do

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    Man-Stealer

    by  • August 31, 2014 • * Safe for Work *, Guilt • 0 Comments

    Well, I’m in a bit of a pickle, aren’t I? What kind of relationship starts off with two people saying, “Whatever you do, don’t tell so-and-so?” Not the healthy kind, I’ll tell you that much. I knew the fact that we always like the same kind of guys would be a problem sooner or later.

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