Just when I think I can't be anymore surprised, I am. People never fail to amaze me. Some might say I'm astonished, but the sad thing is that I'm not. Now I'm going to cap off this vague post with a quote. Onto something that did astonish me was this whisper confession: ....do people actually … Continue reading astonish
I don't like phone calls. In the past, I couldn't even bear to be on a call for more than two minutes. These days I can go for as long as half an hour before I start to twitch uncomfortably; it feels like my brain is about to claw it's way out of my skull … Continue reading can you speak up?
I was going to elaborate on yesterday's being petty feels so good post, but then I'd have to go into the backstory and I'm not at that point yet. All I'm going to say is that being petty still feels good. Call me bitter, call me childish, I think I deserve my own little petty spotlight. Plus, I think … Continue reading can’t stop this feeling
popular: the state of being liked, enjoyed, accepted, or done by a large number of people : the quality or state of being popular This was the Daily Prompt for today and rather than write a brand new post, I've decided to go with some self-promotion. So folks, here's a link to my post on how to avoid popularity in … Continue reading Popularity is overrated
Written for the Daily Prompt found here I have a penchant for forgetting things. I forget people, names, tasks, things people tell me. Conversations. I forget but I don't forget. It's weird. I have a penchant for being clumsy. Like yesterday when I grabbed my hairdryer and the clip on comb fell out of the box … Continue reading I’m the maybe-girl
Do you ever feel like things are happening so fast that you'll never be able to catch up? So you look away and tell yourself that it doesn't matter if you don't see it? I find that happening to myself a lot. Take WordPress as an example. I get comments, emails and when I get … Continue reading a blank page staring back at me
This is a response to this that I completely forgot to post. There goes that needle in the haystack Waiting to be found and conquered Tie a knot, form a loop Throw it forward and dream of youth