I don't consider myself to have a best friend these days. I have good friends. Although, they are mostly distant these days. My fault because for a year I had a phone that was useless and then I became useless. I am trying to reflect on myself after the demise of a ten year friendship. … Continue reading do you have a best friend?
Unpopular is defined as: Not popular or liked I have about 120 followers and I've had this blog for a year. Does that make me unpopular? I don't know. Eventually, I'm going to give up on it. Probably. I'm sure something will happen in my life and I'll just stop posting. Or maybe I'll start … Continue reading How To Write An Unpopular Blog
Written June 18th 2017 Everyone is posting their Happy Father's Day messages and I'm just here thinking, 'at least mine didn't harass me today'. I'm not even going to get into it too much but I'll give you a quick background. I gave him a card and that was that. There will be no talking … Continue reading Flashback Friday – Anti-Father’s Day
The truth about conformity, is it bites without a sting Trends come and go, but when you're alone it doesn't mean a thing I always champion being a trend setter instead of a trend follower. It's cheaper, less stressful and you don't fall into the trap of comparing yourself to other people. This my entry … Continue reading One-Liner Wednesday – Trends come and go…
de·tri·tus\di-ˈtrī-təs\ noun the pieces that are left when something breaks, falls apart, is destroyed, etc. It's 2017 and somehow we appear to be living in the midst of the broken pieces of our own humanity. People no longer have sympathy for those less fortunate than them, let alone compassion. Moving stories are now being ironically … Continue reading Detritus | JusJoJan. 31.
Hm. I suppose I could create a writing blog but I'm lazy so I will just post some short stories here from time to time. Or maybe just this one. Who knows? 🙂 I originally wrote this with the racial tension with the US in mind. I think that while discrimination plays a huge part … Continue reading Flash Fiction: Momma Always Said
This week was extra dramatic for me. Call it hormones or stress, or whatever but I felt like I was just here but not here. My mind was a million miles away but not far enough. It was what I imagine being trapped in jelly would be like. Still but, y'know, you're well aware that … Continue reading Floating in jelly