I hope that you don’t think that what I’m saying sounds conceited When I look across the room, and you’re staring right back at me Like somebody told a joke and we’re the only ones laughin’ Don’t know why I tried ‘Cause ain’t nobody like you Familiar disappointment every single time I do Every single…
This week has been…rough. One of my coworkers unexpectedly passed away earlier this week. We didn’t know until he didn’t show up to work on Monday. He was my age… We weren’t on the same team, but we sat near each other. We talked all the time about the most random shit. He LOVED Marvel…
Post-show blues are real, very real. My community theater group just finished our performance of Pippin, and it was one of the most incredible experiences. To be a part of something so fun and special and to perform with a group of people that were just so positive was awe-inspiring. Theater is one of those…
Could dress up To get love But guess what? I’m never gonna be that girl Who’s living in a Barbie world Could wake up And make up And play dumb Pretending that I need a boy Who’s gonna treat me like a toy I know the other girlies wanna wear expensive things Like diamond rings…
I was looking through some of my old posts and saw one called “Alone”. Being alone was truly one of my greatest fears. I felt like I didn’t know how to be alone without feeling lonely. I felt like I always needed someone with me to do things, not like smaller tasks but like anything…
Self–it’s such a weird concept. Your identity. Tell me who you are in a simple three words…if only it were that simple. I–like many other people–usually don’t have an answer to this request. I would tell you: I am _______, but not all the time, because I can also be ___________. Honestly, I’ve been thinking…
There’s something brewing deep inside you You keep wondering “What’s next?” “Is there a next?” You’ll never know if it was your destiny calling or just something brewing
