My thoughts on Life, Writing, Hollywood, Children, My Neighbors, Love & Growing Up
I was looking through my high school yearbook the other day because I'm a nostalgic masochist and I noticed something beyond the fact that somebody should have introduced me to tweezers sooner. There's this phrase written several dozen times: Never Change. Huh? Forgive me, but what a stupid thing to say. And yet it's scribbled... Continue Reading →
'Music brings the people together' - Madonna / lyrics from Music I love music. A lot. Songs take me back to specific places, moments and people in my life. It is nostalgic, thought invoking and the cheapest therapy you'll ever find. Music saves, empathizes and unites in a world that can't seem to do any of... 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 →
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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