Tag: love

  • When the Parrots Arrived, I Knew It Was Serious

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    Here I am again… in the middle of the woods with little to no cell service, having the most peaceful day of my life. I’m currently at New River Gorge National Park in West Virginia, and this is probably the oddest national park I’ve been to so far. No entrance fee, no parking pass, no Read more

  • i love them, but i don’t belong there

    It’s been a hot minute since I’ve written here. Man, trying to spend time with everyone while I’m home is not easy. I love my friends dearly… but damn, can they live any farther away from one another? I guess that’s the price of growing up—everything changes, we all move on, and one day you Read more

  • The Two Places I Don’t Think

    5/15/2025 I started my long road trip down to Nashville two days ago, and I’m currently sitting in Shenandoah National Park without a lick of service. It’s the best day I’ve had in months—and it’s also my first time camping this year. It’s been too long, to say the least. Last night, I was in Read more

  • Kiss Me Like You’ll Forget Me

    They’ve all kissed my forehead. Such a small, innocent act. Whether I’m lying in bed or standing in front of them, our eyes meet, and slowly, they lower their gaze until their lips touch my forehead. It makes me want to believe that I mean something—but the only thing I should believe is that I’m Read more

  • Drunk Texts & Court Cases

    6/22/2024:Okay ladies, let’s have a conversation. Why is it that when things are going so well, I want to call my ex? I mean seriously — it’s like when everything is going smoothly, I suddenly feel the need to be torn down by a man… a very insignificant man. Maybe call it self-sabotage, but then Read more

  • Shame, Sleep, & a Side of Hummus

    Surprisingly, I’m doing well under the circumstances I’ve been put under. I really thought that after the affair situation came out, I would be spiraling—but I’m actually doing extremely well. And before anyone asks… yes, I was the other woman, and yes yes, shame on me. But also, shame on the man. That’s beside the point. Let’s Read more