Lies make Lone Wolves

Now, it doesn’t matter what you say or how you say it, because if you don’t mean it, or it isn’t true, then it doesn’t really matter. To make a broken promise, hand out an insincere compliment, or falsely confess your love would be a crime more sinister than a painful truth. I hope you…

Drunk driving: inconsiderate, irresponsible, insane.

No matter what era you’re from, we all live and learn. But, something as insane, inconsiderate, and irresponsible as drunk driving is not something to take dabble in and take lightly. YOU JUST DON’T DO IT. It is never okay to endanger anyone else, let alone yourself.

“No individual is an Island”

You are not an island. No matter how alone you feel, you are always influencing someone else’s life and someone else is affecting yours. “No individual is an island.” The things we say are just as painful as the things we didn’t say. What you say can and will impact others. The continuous broken promises…

Closure.

Closure: 1) a sense of resolution or conclusion at the end of an artistic work: -“he brings modernistic closure to his narrative” 2) a feeling that an emotional or traumatic experience has been resolved: -“I am desperately trying to reach closure but I don’t know how to do it without answers from him” I find…

Bad News.

Is every bad thing really important to the outcome of our future? Does consistent struggle really promote a definite gratitude for what we have, or does it actually develop greed? A broken down car, a fractured bone, a chronic disease, or severe allergies, any problem is a bad problem, and I’m pretty fed up with…

Numb.

When everything becomes grey, you search for the slightest hint of white or black; you search for anything to become addicted to, to hurt you, to entice you. You become numb.

I am Human.I am not Robot.

My Instagram feed, my blog, my room, and my lies may be the reflections of a perfectly folded world topped with the pinkest of bows, but I promise you I am human. Poor, rich, white, colored, young or old, we are human. Humans screw up on a daily basis. We take an extra step and trip, don’t chew our food all the way and we choke. This is my story. I am human. I am not robot.

How Far this World has Come.

There once was a world, an era, a nightmare where women were not¬†important. There was a travesty¬†where people of color were somehow not people at all. I don’t remember this world, nor have I actually lived in its truest form, but being able to review another’s recordings and experiences has been a rough journey in…

Hear Me Out; We Got Problems

There are a countless number of brilliant minds out there of all ages. Plan to do something for this world, not just do something in it.Years of mutilation and disregard for our world and it’s inhabitants have brought us into the rut we’re stuck in today.