Disclaimer: Let me start this post off by saying that this is NOT me trying to bash my family. I am not pointing fingers, nor am I blaming anyone for the way I feel. If there’s anyone to blame, it’s myself. My insecurities, my mind, my problem. With that said, let’s begin. Whenever I write… Continue reading When you feel like you don’t fit in with your Family
The Art of Imperfection The word for this week is... Wabi-Sabi (n.) Japanese: At its heart, wabi-sabi is a way of viewing the world which encourages the acceptance of finding beauty in imperfections and making the most out of life. Wabi-sabi is "a way of life that appreciates and accepts complexity while at the same… Continue reading Word of the Week Wednesday: Wabi-Sabi
Murder Me Murder me Murder me dead so I may finally know what it's like to live "Live life for the moment, because everything else is uncertain." -Louis Tomlinson Swallow my voice Eat it whole so that I can't make noise or speak with a soul Maybe then I'll know the definition of alone of… Continue reading Poem: Murder Me
You She who sings with giggles even as skies shatter Like a Blue jay turned red from the flames it sits in You The girl who haunts my dreams with bittersweet symphonies A lie that I'd die to bring to life Don't wake me. Hey You you oh you I'm sorry if I stare, but I'd… Continue reading Poem: YOU
If I could then I would save the world Send my heart in an envelope to that certain girl Tell her how she is my everything Live in a house with kids and wedding rings I’d be free like the ocean breeze Soar from the west coast over to the east Learn German then Chinese… Continue reading Poem: Only Human
Hello fellow bloggers, readers:This isn't a feel good post--one which ventures out in search of likes and new followers. It's a reality post--the kind some will stop reading because it offers to shed a light onto something they've pushed to the dark. In this post, I'd like to revisit a topic that I've previously written… Continue reading Not Ready to Die
You don't know what you've got till it's gone. Boy, oh boy... such a commonly used phrase, hm? No, actually, such an overused phrase. Right? Anyone else think it's overused? Just me? Eh. Then again, maybe it's not overused at all. If you feel like those words and the meaning behind them are repeatedly jumping… Continue reading Visits from The Ghost of Christmas Past
I was 18 when I first visited California, and though I don't exactly remember my reaction to the place, I do know it was one of those rare occasions where reality turned out to be even better than the fantasy in my head. I haven't exactly traveled the world, but I've been to quite a… Continue reading What’s life like in Laguna CA?
Several days ago, I made a 31 hour cross country road trip, nonstop (minus a 1 1/2 hour nap), from East TN to the West Coast in California. This was a huge step for me as I haven't lived in even the same city as my family since I moved out when I was 18.… Continue reading My First Day in California! (Video)
Days they change to months that'll never stay Like dandelions in the wind the past just blows away Scattered All the colors of yesterday today have faded to grey I remember that place called home on the front porch I used to play There used to be such a magic to my life Like holidays… Continue reading Poem: I used to be a little boy.