A Love Letter

Dear 11 year old me, I see your world crumbling. I know the walls around you are shaking, the floors breaking. I can hear the sound of the air vibrate so violently, and the strength in your legs weakening. I can see each tear be born, mature, and die. Your eyes tell it all. The … Continue reading A Love Letter →

Bridges Burned

It doesn’t take a lot for me to be set off nowadays. And yes, I am ware that no one makes me mad, I choose to be mad at them. Or whatever that old coincident saying goes. But the point of it is that I burn bridges and am not the best at fixing the … Continue reading Bridges Burned →

Power, an alternative definition

I can’t explain how much power that small blue button with white text holds. I couldn’t show you what could happen if you were to hit post. But all I know is what we share creates our future molds. It can decide whether we become that dream job or work at a cafe roast. What … Continue reading Power, an alternative definition →

Rose Colored Visions

What do you see when you look into my caramel - colored eyes? This is the question that pops up into my head when I’m talking to my friends. They see so much in side of me, always referring to how I’m striving to be the best. I know that I say I’m gonna make … Continue reading Rose Colored Visions →

Another Beginning

My final semester of community college was Monday. Well, technically Tuesday, as the school was closed due to the Martin Luther King Jr. holiday. I have some doubts for this semester, to be honest with you all.Not because of my inability to do anything; if anything I'm more than prepared to handle three English literature … Continue reading Another Beginning →

Intro II

My ex-coworker Jacob said it best. I communicate better if I were to write it out. And he's right.I always enjoyed writing, whether or not I was aware of it. I think it began in middle school to be quite honest. I remember having Mr. Peterson's 7th grade English class, and he forced us to … Continue reading Intro II →

Hypocrite

According to Vocabulary.com's definition, the word hypocrite is rooted in the Greek word hypokrites, which means “stage actor, pretender, dissembler.” So think of a hypocrite as a person who pretends to be a certain way, but really acts and believes the total opposite. I am, indeed, a hypocrite. I know that everyone in the world is a hypocrite, in any … Continue reading Hypocrite →