sweet eternity

you next to me, that makes we beautifully intertwined in this space, in this time not a dream but reality I am yours, you are mine we are us this is now in this place, where it’s safe wrapped tight in your embrace right here, I think I’ll stay forever and always

me, myself & I

the only validation I need is my own I used to grovel to be accepted feared being rejected by the people I called my friends the only care I needed was mine, and mine alone I have learned as I have grown I know my value and my worth now my circle’s small but strong…

22 things I want to do in 2022

going into this new year, there are so many things I want to do with the next 365 days. the possibilities are endless, but these are the things at the top of my 2022 bucket list: 1. read 6 books every semester I find it harder and harder to read for leisure. so many of…

cheers to the new year

dear Father Time, I’m torn, because, while I have a few bones to pick with you, I am also grateful for the abundance of love that surrounded me over the last year. through the best and the worst of times, there is so much to look back on and appreciate. january my motherfucking birthday month!…

succulent

succulent quite the same, you and I even with the bare minimum we stay strong, we survive a little water here a little sunlight there replenish our soil we don’t require much care our blossom is slow and wonderful to behold simplistic beauty that break the mold succulent quite the same, you and I even…

#spotifywrapped 2021

as 2021 comes to an end, there is no better way to reminisce on the good, the bad, and the random moments in between from the past year than with the Spotify Wrapped playlist. this year I explored new artists and genres, one of which completely dominated my rotation over the last 365 days –…

entry #23

dear depression diary, first of all, I hope everyone who celebrated thanksgiving enjoyed the holiday. I can honestly say some QT with my family was healing in so many ways. I think I’m back, definitely doing better. the well wishes from you all meant so much to me, it’s been a rough year, but I…

entry #22

dear depression diary, I am so utterly broken. I’m tired of people dying around me. I’m tired of having to explain those deaths to my kids. I’m emotionally and mentally exhausted, to the point that I am numb. when I found out about my grandfather, I couldn’t cry. not a single fucking tear. I could…

the fear that held me back

“my fears cannot go where I’m headed. they have no authority over my life” it is easier to succumb to fear than to fight it but, if there’s one thing I’ve learned on my journey, it’s that fear is the heaviest baggage I’ve ever carried. I had to sit down and really face them head…