I Think I’m Ready
I think I’m ready to live my life the way I wanted. I think I’m ready to live my life and not look back. I… Read More »I Think I’m Ready
I think I’m ready to live my life the way I wanted. I think I’m ready to live my life and not look back. I… Read More »I Think I’m Ready
My feet up on a table, hands writing my life. Papers, sticky notes, cheap street art. All overlapping each other, hanging from a wall so… Read More »Still, I Can’t Breathe
First come the problems then it’s the fights then the denial then, boom – goodbye. One remote day, though healed over time you’re friends again… Read More »Exes: You’ll Be Alright
Do you think life will find me here? Ever so overwhelming…
Live. Free, like birds. No rules. Open path, leading to a world unknown to me, to anyone. Living is already a risk. What’s one more… Read More »A Life – For You, For Me
When I was a little girl, I’d hear the word “pecado” (sin) on the daily. According to my elders, everything was a pecado. I was… Read More »Sin With Me?
Put away the meds; I want to feel the pain, may her wish not be in vain. I want to know just how much life… Read More »Feel the Pain
Those were the heart wrenching last words a friend dying of brain cancer said to me. It wasn’t our whole conversation, but those words exactly… Read More »It Is What It Is