Where Do We Begin?

There is no right or wrong, here.

Why Conversations Matter.

I know that this isn't going to happen overnight, but it will.

The Many Voices of Body Dysmorphia.

The thing about body dysmorphia is that it beginsĀ at home.

Why Do We? Why Does Anybody?

Why do we put ourselves through that?

Couch and Bad TV.

It drained me to even write this.

I Have A Theory.

Just another random thought that I wanted to put out there.

Dear, Miserable Lives.

Does the soul ever tire of thinking?

#NaPoWriMo Day 11: One Hundred Red Roses.

It couldn't be anybody else.

#NaPoWriMo Day 9: An Untitled Confession.

Words I'd otherwise take to my grave.

#NaPoWriMo Day 4: Left Wanting More.

Just about anything can happen.

A Love Song.

Humming to myself.

I Wonder.

I wonder what it's like.


Just a little longer.


What is it you look for?

All We Are.

What a hypocritical thing to do!

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