Monthly Archive: November, 2016

The pain inside, I Cry.

The pain inside, the sorrow, it hurts so much. I want to scream, I cry. It’s gone on too long, I’ve felt this for so long. I need a release, I need the… Continue reading

I just revealed my biggest secret and insecurities!

I think maybe I could love this one. The search for “that person”, that person that is our person, it’s one of the most complicated tasks we set out to complete. What if… Continue reading

Dating Sucks, and not the good kind either

Dating, for the most part, sucks. It sucks, and not the good kind of sucks. Not the Omg that feels fucking amazing kind. Ha. Come on, let’s have a little humor here, because… Continue reading

what if I metaphorically fall?

I have a date tonight, another one with Mr smiling eyes. However, I’ve been wanting to cancel it all day. He’s easy on the eyes, and has a sweet personality, but I keep… Continue reading

His eyes, like decadent chocolate

Have you ever been out with someone and your mind wanders to someone else. You don’t mean for it to happen, but you just can’t seem to shake the presence of the person… Continue reading

Can one really explain love?

Can one really explain love? That feeling of bliss and the reasons behind it? It’s a chemical reaction, I know. It’s a feeling, the butterflies and the almost drunk feeling. Drunk on love,… Continue reading

So what’s the point really? …searching for a partner and all that.

Some days, today, I just don’t even want to think about romantic relationships. I want them to be put off until some other time. Too much work, too hard on my heart, exhausting.… Continue reading

Anxiety – A truly ugly part of life.

Anxiety, a truly ugly part of life. Anxiety attacked me yesterday, full on assault today. I know this all too well, I hate it too. First, depression tried to keep me in bed,… Continue reading

A Different Version of Us

I want us back. The us that was my safe place, the one thing I was sure about when everything else in life had gone to shit. I want that back, the nights… Continue reading

Remember my Words

He didn’t have to be nice to me. He could have blew me off. He could have been a dick, but he was nice. I told a man that I couldn’t see him… Continue reading