Guest, Mushful, Pieces, Return Mail, Series

Because

Lol. Where to start? As it is doing me? How is it doing me? "I will love you faithfully, forever unconditionally..." You make promises and then you break them. Always. Forever. Like you control life. No matter what. Through it all; Like you even know what that means. Or maybe you do. But you don't… Continue reading Because

Guest, Mushful, Pieces, Return Mail, Series

This Means War

Me: I really cannot stand a long distance relationship. I can't stand being unable to touch the one I love. You: I feel like you think of me as an object, like the only times I feel like we are connected is when you touch me. You: How can you stay so long without talking to me?… Continue reading This Means War

Guest, Mushful, Pieces, Return Mail, Series

Made To Love You

I wanna know what love is I want you to show me I wanna feel what Love is I know you can show me... I have loved not once, not twice, but it never felt this right. This is different. This is special. This is an I-hate-how-much-I-love-you kinda love. It's love with no boundaries, love… Continue reading Made To Love You

Guest, Musings, Pieces, Return Mail, Series

Fuck Love

Fuck love. I’m tired of trying. No. This isn’t an attempt to sound pained when I’m not. It’s also not an invitation to a pity party; they're just the best lines that describe my feelings towards love at the moment. It’s amazing how a space of one year can completely change your outlook on stuff,… Continue reading Fuck Love

Pieces

Alabaster Box

I love you Lord You make me strong I’m so grateful for your love More than anything in my life, I'm grateful for our relationship Just knowing that there’s that safe place that’s always got me That I can crawl into your lap even when I don’t understand That you find ways to make every… Continue reading Alabaster Box

Pieces, Stories

Man Of My Dreams

Her yellow sun dress swished lightly as she sat at her desk. Thoughtfully, she selected her weapons of choice; a black pen and a plain white note pad. There would be nothing flowery about what she was about to do. Pen poised, she stared at the blank sheet and waited for the beginning to come… Continue reading Man Of My Dreams

Pieces, Random

Nimble

I've just had an epiphany; I cannot marry him. I cannot marry him because he says 'nimble'. 'Nimble' as opposed to 'nibble' (e.g "Would you like proper dinner, or just something you can nimble on?") I'm afraid that if I go on ahead and marry him, a few years down the line when he's stopped… Continue reading Nimble