My Words

just because you feel lifeless, doesn’t mean you can just stop going... push to be something better tomorrow. Push to be something better now. Things are changing constantly. You can either keep up with it or be lost in the dust that life kicks up behind it. Don’t be lost. Find others while finding yourself. Lose it again and again…never find out how the system works. Keep learning, keep falling off the edge, but never disconnect yourself from what keeps you from climbing back up again. Carry on because when the day ends and the night finally comes, you don’t have to sleep with it, you can revel in its beauty. Find a settlement with the air before it turns cold for the morning dew. And when the sun comes back know that you’ve made another day your victory. You have pushed, you have survived, you have become another lifeless walker amongst a sea of them all…make this the difference between you and them:  even though lifeless in your own being, you know how to appreciate the life aro...

What  I would give to feel again...to be able to know the life around me as I did before this. Before the constant deception, the damaging words, the bruised lies. Before you turned me numb. What I would give to love again...to be able to wear my heart on my sleeve with the confidence of a god as I did before this. Before the heart break, the false misconceptions, the shattered pieces you left for me to pick up by myself. Before you turned me cold. What I would give to see again...to be able to find the goodness in everyone as I did before this. Before the misleading masks, the fake smiles, the deeply sad eyes that were mistaken for happy. Before you turned me blind. What I would give to just be again...to be able to move without the feeling of carrying a skeleton on my back. Before you exhausted all the life in me...before you wore me down..before you wrecked me. Before you turned me into this.

From the beginning, we’ve been frozen in a deadened state. But, the room around us slowly catches fire and the things that were so masochistic in our cold hearts go up in flames. Within seconds, everything we knew is one big pile of ash. Nothing is distinguishable. Nothing remains except the burns from the once existent flames. The thing about fire is that it disappears after there’s no oxygen left for it to swallow up. It leaves us gasping for air as it transforms our life giving surroundings into smoke filled poison. The air, or what remains of it, is black. What’s behind us is synonymous to what is in front of us. Nothing makes sense and we can’t deviate from the thick cloud suffocating our lungs. But we don’t let it bother us because in the end, burning is far better than being numb. The emotionless cold that we once lived in was unbearable. The thing about the cold is that there are no scars to remind us of the things we’ve endured. That’s why, more often than...

If you are anything like me, you are just trying to survive the winter without completely transforming into an icicle...and getting through Valentine's Day without taking a total mental turn for the worse. Valentine's Day can be fun!...if you have a significant other to spend it with. Being surrounded by couples does not make it any better either, but thankfully, Galentine's Day is a day before and one hundred times better!  Thanks to Leslie Knope and her desperate need for love on Valentine's Day, we now have Galentine's Day! This is a day dedicated to kicking it with your girl friends and appreciating the most important people in your life before the boyfriends and husbands. This has turned me from a Valentine hater to a Galentine lover! You get to spend a whole day with the better halves of  all  relationships and it helps remind those "drowning in love," that their friends come first and are willing to save them if need be. For those of you in relat...

Numbers I am no expert of all the numbers in the world But for six I am quite certain. Together we start our journey at 12 12: For the number of times you tried to open your locker on the first day of school and for the number of times that you predictably failed. The minutes late you were to class everyday And 12 pounds that your backpack constantly weighed 12 for the number of times your mom asked on the phone when to pick you up and for the 12 times you replied “I don’t know.” 12 times a day you feared that you would bump into an upperclassman while running to lunch Because those were the things we worried about at 12 Next comes the big 1-3 We’re all teenagers and completely untouchable 13 for the number of relationships you went through in a month And for the 13 times your mom told you it was “their loss” 13 friends trying to squeeze at a 12 person lunch table and always feeling like the one left out 13 stories Mr. Knuth would share about hi...

"Remember the beautiful memories of yesterday, experience the incredible joy of today and look forward to the fantastic magic of tomorrow. Laugh often, long, and loud until you gasp for breath. Forgive those who make you cry because you will laugh with them tomorrow. And remember my beautiful girl, I will always love you."

“The way the world was shaped was different in her eyes. She tried her best not to slip off the edge of the earth, while everyone else just rolled around it’s curves. It’s difficult to talk about her. She didn’t say much because to her, there was never much to say. This is one of the things that made her so unique. She was there: A simple existence in a complicated void. She was never okay, but that was never the issue at hand for her. Everyone seemingly deals with big mass destructions in their vivacities. She wasn’t dealing with anything. She was just herself. For some, that’s good enough, but for her, it never was. She listened intently and never spoke out of turn.   We kept pouring it on her and she kept taking it. Not once did she complain. The best advice always came from her. She would spew all styles of intelligence and people continually absorbed it. There wasn’t a problem too challenging for her to dissect. She liked this about herself, but it still was not enoug...