At Yesterday’s Dinner

A non-fiction story about greed, narcissism, and hope that will all end pointlessly.  Advertisements

Poem: Whisky By The Window

Poem: Whisky By The Window

This is a poem for my mother’s exes, all whom had potential, but drank too much to fight their inner demons. I hope my mother finds someone worthy enough for her, before she starts believing she’s not worthy enough herself.

Can’t Sleep!!!

Can’t Sleep!!!

I can’t sleep. I know it’s has something to do with the fish tank. It’s not filled all the way, so when the water filters through, it splashes down like a small waterfall or like–like–like… Is the water headed towards a sewer, sewer water? Oh, never-mind, I just remembered it’s called runoff. It sounds like […]

Protected: Priori-teas

Protected: Priori-teas

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Update: Plants

Update: Plants

I’m really excited about writing this post because I want to announce that my herb plants, Phobos and Bae, are still alive! That’s never happened in my adult life! Ah!!! That or herbs aren’t too hard to maintain or Home Depot sells idiot proof plants!

Enjoying Slime, as an Adult!😀

Enjoying Slime, as an Adult!😀

In this post, I make and play with slime, as well as explain why I’m obsessed with it at the moment. If you’re not a fan of slime, I’d recommend staying away from this whole post, or at least the video–it’s an attempt at filming and playing with slime.

What’s the deal, me?

What’s the deal, me?

I always thought I was really good at writing English, but recently I’ve been struggling to write and edit everything, from captions on a picture to personal letters; I just feel like written and spoken languages are slipping from my mind. And when I tell myself that I always thought I was really good at writing […]