//I quit my job and will spend the summer traveling. This is my best attempt at putting my feelings into words// Change is arriving, slowly first and now all at once. Chapter One closed with lofty goodbyes, double entendre'd tears, enchanting new beginnings, and little time left to process it all. The weather turned at the brink of the new month, gray clouds and morose moods occupied the once clear air, conversations grew heavy like the morning fog. My ongoing & underlying st

Almost 6 months into 25. Saw a photo of myself and realized life is just gonna keep on going. My face has grown rounder, but not in a bad way In a "my cheeks swell from smiling so much"way In an "I'm growing into who I want to become" way In a "look at all the new layers of life I've clothed myself in" way I'm twenty five now. Sometimes my arms jiggle when I dance I have more responsibilities, hobbies, and heartbreak experience I've begun to notice gas prices I lovingly swim

I started this piece two months ago and am now in a totally different headspace, hence why it's unfinished 🙂 Couldn't let it sit in the drafts anymore. Heartbreak is a tangible feeling, and people use the word too cavalierly. My heart isn’t broken, it's angry and cold and unrelenting and unreachable and heavy and … feared. By me. I don't like what it has turned into, a lump of coal in the center of my chest, but I can't change it. No amount of flirting or dates or swiping or

The landlord was tall, well-fed, his glasses quite small And he didn't have much to say at all He inspected our home and sealed all open...

"I don't know...Maybe I am snobby". "Stop calling yourself that. I don't think you're a snob." "You don't?" "No, snobs are assholes. And...