disappearing is both dangerous and safe. i want to be seen and i don't want anyone to look at me. i'm hiding from everything and it is helping me and hurting me. i'm so confused!
i'm home sick and don't know where to go i don't know where home is maybe i'm just sick then home sick minus the home
lately i've been stuck in this funk. i'm not sure why, well actually i kinda do but it's a long story. i don't know how to get out of it though. i've been feeling quite lost in life. i feel as if i'm suppose to have it all together, yet i have no clue what … Continue reading The funk i’m stuck in
all i'll ever be to men is an object i don't understand. i am more. so much more than just tits and a vagina. i am a human. a little girl. with feelings. i feel. i crave. i hurt. you don't own me. i am not your doll. not your toy. you don't get to … Continue reading He won. I lost.
You confuse me mixed signals an understatement but i am okay for now because mixing signals like drinks makes my head all dizzy but in a fun bubbly kind of way like having had one sip too much champange being giggly and tipsy without knowing what you're actually feeling and what the intoxication is whispering … Continue reading Mixing signals like drinks
There's a new boy. Actually a few. I've been with a few boys to try to forget you, to try to numb this pain you're giving me. But somehow even with them on top of me and inside me.. I just can't help but think of you and why you weren't inside me. And why'd … Continue reading My first heartbreak ’14
June 9, 2017. Little Italy was my place growing up (being an Italian new yorker) So obviously i'm there often in search for spumoni, terrone, and cannoli's! I am not a big sweet person but I would do bad things for a scoop of spumoni. Italian pastries have a special place in my tummy. Other … Continue reading 35mm Holy cannoli