My thoughts on Life, Writing, Hollywood, Children, My Neighbors, Love & Growing Up
I like to think I'm a genuine person. It's hard not to be when your facial expressions have no filter and you're the stereotypical definition of a Cancer, zodiac speaking. So many feels, you have no idea. In a world that, I am convinced, is so insensitive anymore it takes an extra effort to be... Continue Reading →
If you're over the age of 20 and have any sort of a social life, the odds are you've spent a giant chunk of your money and time on your friends getting married. Since you've been to a wedding, you've likely heard the term 'in good times and in bad'. It is a vow couples... Continue Reading →
Anytime any of my girlfriends have told me they are pregnant, there's always a split second of hesitance before my reaction because two thoughts cross my mind. The first one is OH MY GOODNESS, YOU'VE DECIDED TO MAKE A TINY HUMAN AND THIS IS SO EXCITING!!!!! The second one is HOLY S#%* YOU'RE SOMEBODY'S MOM... Continue Reading →
If you asked me to, I could come up with several reasons to cry at any given moment. I'm a basically a walking teardrop with a personality. Life, as I'm sure you've discovered, isn't all giggles and vacation. It's more like Star Wars minus the light sabers and space travel. It's about survival and defeating the... Continue Reading →
I find myself wishing I had the body I had 5 years ago. Then I remember at that age, I was wishing for the body 5 years before that. Sometimes I walk into rooms and forget why. I'm so stubborn I'll stay there until I figure out why and now valuable chunks of my life... Continue Reading →
I moved to Cincinnati the summer before 7th grade. I learned very quickly that I would most likely be going to an all-girls Catholic High School. That was the "thing" there. It was in that moment I figured out we had actually moved to Hell. All girls? Let's be honest, half of the reason I... Continue Reading →
If someone would have warned me what being a "grown up" truly entailed, I would have taken a detour to NeverNeverLand in hopes of becoming Tink's protégé. Fact. I, like Kevin Mcallister, could not wait to grow up and live alone. But on graduation day at Indiana University, I didn't get that grown up feeling.... Continue Reading →
I've been toiling for months about what to write. This is my grand entrance into the ballroom of blogs. My first impression in text. Normally I'd take a lengthy shower, put my abandoned hair dryer to use, smoke those eyes, and reluctantly perch myself on some heels. And while there is nothing wrong with getting... Continue Reading →
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