It's impossible that every moment has a pre-set purpose. I don't believe that everything happens for a reason. I don't believe in fate. But I do believe in making the most of every given situation and remaining optimistic in the face of life's idiocy. While I don't believe that life goes forward with a givenContinue reading "Valentine’s Day With Mr. Hopeful"
Rule No. 1 of Being Good
And they say I'm stubborn? I'm only as stubborn as necessary. If stubborness is refusal to let your voice be shut down while still allowing every other voice to be heard, then fuck yes, I'm stubborn. At least, I listen. If that's stubborness, I graciously accept the label. I'm tired of people telling me I'mContinue reading "Rule No. 1 of Being Good"
Mr. Penguin
This is Mr. Penguin. He's a toy. Not a real penguin. Two Friday nights ago, while I'm hanging out with my friend, mid-conversation, I spontaneously take this little guy and yeet him across the room. My friend stares at me for an entire second. I had gotten the penguin on a date with Meri Jaan.Continue reading "Mr. Penguin"
Midnight, Meri Jaan
Approximately eight hours ago, I heard the words, "I'm sorry, but I'm breaking up with you." End of an era. More to come in the morning. Because it's not morning until the sun comes up. It is never morning before the sun comes up.
White Hoodie
***Nothing new (unless you've yet to read it). Accidentally deleted this the other day so just restoring it. Another poem/song.
