The other night, I took a bath. I used a bath bomb and sat until the water grew cold, and then I sat some more, letting the aromas wash over me and ignoring my scattered thoughts. I shaved and moisturized and ran my hands over my silky smooth skin. I whitened my teeth and French-braided … More Indulgence
She is captivating. The sparkle in her eyes reflects her spirited personality, her brushstrokes accentuating her creativity. I watch her work, and I smile. She thinks she isn’t good enough, but her determination is more than enough to take her far away from where she feels stifled, and into the place she was created to … More Lovely
Bite my tongue. Hold my shaky breath. Maybe if I’m quiet for long enough, everything will be okay, eventually. If I’m honest, it’s really hard to feel this way. Numb, misunderstood, vulnerable. Stubborn. Dazed. I’m tired of hurting you. I’m tired of breaking. But hearts ache sometimes, even when they love each other.
There I go, in my mind’s eye. The girl with the scuffed shoes and infectious laugh and a million friends. The one who loved Taylor Swift and writing letters and taking pictures of her feet. I hated her. I thought she was immature, naive. And maybe she was. But she also knew where she belonged, … More Worn
I love so many people. It made yesterday beautiful and amazing, because I was given the chance to tell them, and felt so much love in return. People I didn’t speak with for so long, that I finally get the chance to reconnect with. Those who have stuck by me through absolutely everything, no matter … More Valentine
I feel as if I live in a world full of cynics. Is it so wrong to have hope? To be optimistic and to actually want for good to happen, instead of dreading the worst? I wear rainbows on my sweaters and infinities around my neck because I’m tired of seeing weariness on the faces … More Sincerity
I’m afraid to draw myself. I’m scared that once the painting is complete, once I’ve gotten past the difficulty of putting the pen to paper and sketching and then filling it in to completion, that I’ll look a little more closely. That maybe I’ll see something in my eyes that I’ve never noticed before. Maybe … More Self-Portrait