Category Grapevine fires.
Hereiam. Story of the Year.
What I’ve always wanted, and what I’ve always needed, I never got. I didn’t fit that mold; the badass bitch, the high heel wearing girl who could drink like the boys, I was never that girl. And I wanted to be. For him. I wanted to show him that I could do anything, be anything […]
A Reminder for tomorrow.
July 2nd, 2009: “…why do I keep hitting myself with a hammer? Because it feels so good when I stop.” Life is a disasterous affair, but hell. At least I’m learning that. My heart belongs elsewhere, perhaps high on shelf where nobody can reach it. Perhaps buried deep in the ocean that I am so […]
Unexpected Liberation 