Category: thriving

  • shadows

    I think the coolest thing about life is how pain and joy come together so beautifully in life. The things that typically bring us the most pain, are often our greatest sources of joy. I learned this when my grandma passed away. She was my absolute best friend in the entire world. I talked to…

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  • Fear is a liar.

    “Laughter is poison to fear.” — George R.R. Martin There are a lot of things in these pictures that I am afraid of: The ocean. The ocean has terrified me for so long; it’s immense and overwhelming, and full of unknown creatures lurking beneath its surface. My body. I am not known to be a particularly self-conscious…

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  • n o t i c e

    She believed in being wild and free, mixed with chaos, and coated by gentleness. She is the rain. She falls without a care in the world, believing one day she will fly, then comes crashing in all at once—a thunderstorm, crashing and lighting up the sky. The devil may care, but she certainly doesn’t…all she’s…

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  • Red Lips and Depression

    This morning, getting out of bed was SO hard. Depression is like that; it shows up in different forms throughout the day. Without fail, depression visits me, like clockwork, fist thing in the morning, begging me to stay in bed (even though I’d been in it for 8+ hours). Today was harder than most. Depression…

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  • Toxic Washout

    When clothes don’t fit anymore, we throw them out or donate them, right? So why not do that with people? Harsh, right? But truth. Take those old faded jeans that have seen better days for example… You LOVE them, they just don’t fit the look you’re going for lately, or you’ve simply grown out of…

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  • again

    i am frequently reminded of the way my hands lingered above your bones of how your curves bent beneath my will without a word and how my hands shook as i pondered the hills and valleys of your skin i call to mind a day i once viewed as gray again

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  • and so it begins

    the word mediocre means: of only moderate quality. average. lately, this is the word i have been using to describe how i am feeling about my life. i have been living with a constant fear of failure, and without purpose. this blog has no direction. there is no plan. just the musings of a lost girl on…

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