(For the sake of this article I’ll use the participle of ‘he’ and if you’re into women feel free to imagine this as a ‘she’) Be upset today, hell, you can even be upset tomorrow. But chin-up. This guy is only a passing fling and the way that he ghosted you is not a tell on you; he ghosted you because of himself and his … Continue reading my friend was ghosted and this is what i told her;
I am obese and I wish I could tell you otherwise that I am not. I am 5’4, 162 pounds and I wear a medium in shirts and a 10 in jeans. For a Chinese girl I am fat and I am constantly being told by various relatives that I need to stop eating so much while being simultaneously fed my weight’s worth in cha … Continue reading chinese in america;
There are no do-over’s in life. No ‘what-ifs’ or ‘what-coulds’ or even ‘what-shoulds’; there is nothing but what we chose to do at that moment, at that time. We cannot hit ‘restart’ or that big power button in the sky that shines the yellow brick road that leads us on the easiest route to our destiny.
I think what people don’t understand about the me now and the me ‘before’ is that I went from being a crier to a fighter.
I won’t lie and tell you I’ve always been strong or that I’m even strong now. I won’t lie to you and tell you that I don’t get depressed or that I don’t get angry or that I don’t cry. I won’t lie.
Really, that title is nothing more than a hoax. Inspired is the least of what I am feeling currently and in my current field of work that is everything I can’t afford to be. I want to take all of these jumbled up words inside of me and lay it out flat on the ground. I want to take these non-sensical feelings from within me … Continue reading inspired;
It’s a sad day in hell when you realize you don’t really have a best friend. I’m a pretty open person and closed off at all the points that matter, but no one really notices because I give pieces of myself that seem like the entire picture but it’s nothing but the surface. Most ‘best friends’ I have could easily say that I would do … Continue reading fuck you too;
I was watching shows and reading a series of poems and stories and novels and not-so-novels trying to gather the meaning of life, of my life. I would say that what I’m doing is almost like buddhism, trying to find my inner peace and my inner zen if you will. Others would say what I’m doing, trying to figure out the meaning of my life … Continue reading cliche;
I like love writing poetry. Writing is a complete release. It allows me to be myself in my writing. I could spout nonsense about tigers fighting a single mouse and lose and have it be a metaphor about how the tiger is supposed to be me while the mouse is conformity and I am losing the battle of conforming to society. Something completely inane and something … Continue reading real talk;
“I am the brightest failure I know. I have sought rock bottom and seen what darkness looks like at the bottom of a bottle, at the end of a pipe, the other side of the blade, the end of the rope. I have known what failure feels like. I have known what the end felt like. I am the brightest failure I know. I have … Continue reading brightestfailure;
You’re like the color on pictures that fade with the sunlight. I haven’t been around much to blog, or write, or do much of anything. Honestly, writing was a little painful for awhile. Writing was always the way I would let go of my frustrations with the relationship we was in, let the emotions show, and now that it’s over, writing feels like a strike … Continue reading goodbye my almost nothing;