It’s been TWO YEARS?

I am just terrible aren’t I? TWO YEARS. But when it comes to the why, it’s not so terrible at all. Writing is an outlet for emotions, so when my emotions are in turmoil, I feed them into blog posts and journal entries. It helps me work things out in my own mind. In  the two […]

wow. this article.

I don’t know the etiquette for blogging an article, so I’m just going to stick the link right here This article, “LEAVING IT ALL OR HAVING IT ALL? A CLOSER LOOK AT ONCE STRAIGHT WOMEN WHO ARE LEAVING THEIR HUSBANDS FOR OTHER WOMEN” really resonated with me. It was refreshing to hear sexuality termed as […]


I always think it’s funny when I learn new things about myself. It’s like, I am me. I should know me. But I don’t. Really I don’t trust that I ever know anything at all. Things change too rapidly and with too much ease. If I were shocked every time something I “knew” turned out to […]


At the end of The Winter of Our Discontent, by John Steinbeck, the main character slips into the ocean, slits his wrists and lets his life drift off with the waves. I can’t get the image out of my head. That idea of absolute surrender. I’m not…strong…enough for self-harm, but the idea of it greatly […]

beginning again

I’ve decided to switch majors and I literally feel lighter. More free. It wasn’t until this moment that I realized how stifling it was being in engineering. All everyone is focused towards is money. Getting that job, getting that internship, getting through the class. I don’t want to just “get through” life. I want to […]


I feel like a parrot that only knows a few lines. But I write when I can no longer think, and it’s the same things that turn me into a mess over and over again. So, surprise! This post is about him…. I love him more than I have ever loved anyone or anything. Everyday […]

Another Ending

Everything is so different now. I just spent the last 5 or so hours in her arms. She lives in one of the apartments below mine. We’ve hooked up a couple of times but it’s complicated… She’s always on and off with her girlfriend which means on and off with me. Cuddling is apparently acceptable, but […]

This Magic Moment

Reading alone in my lamp-lit room. Surrounded by dark walls and heavy, wooden furniture. A candle on my dresser emits a faint scent of burning that I find delectable—I connect it to campfires and the forest, I think. Soft silence brought by heavily falling snow blankets the house.  It is a perfect moment. Times like these are […]