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    Send Me An Angel To Love

    I’ve always been a mysterious person, always full of secrets, dark, painfully introspective and overwhelmingly observant. I’m the kind of person who will tell you the truth, but only if you ask me point-blank what’s bothering me or what I’m thinking about; otherwise, I’ll just keep it to myself and let you continue your assumptions about me. I’m the type of person who refuses to talk about myself in social situations, who never really lets anyone in to see what’s beneath the surface and who keeps it all hidden away. When I was younger, I would often look to the sky, wishing for the universe to send me an angel…

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    My Unbridled Thoughts

    As I look into the mirror and take in my reflection, I’m struck by the complexity of my own being. I’m overwhelmed by the depths of my unbridled thoughts. The relentless and often overwhelming curiosity that burns within the essence of my being. My love for mystery is something that I’ve come to embrace, allowing it to guide me on my journey of self-discovery. Mysteries are like an invitation, beckoning me to explore inner realms of curiosity and find out what lies within. It allows me to ponder life’s biggest questions and unravel the complexities of existence. By embracing the unknown, I am able to discover parts of myself that…

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    In My Minds Eye, It’s Always Raining

    Silence is my own worst enemy; that’s when the memories return, and I my mind’s eye, it’s always raining. Nostalgia is my muse, my worst critic, my heartbreak, and my toxic addiction, faded memories softly spoken with bated breath. My life flashes before my eyes on a regular basis, much like the home movies I never had, but always wanted.