Fight or Flight

I’m sitting down to write this blog post after an emotionally draining week, and I have to admit that I don’t know entirely what it’s about. And then I think, exactly. The truth is I don’t know what it’s all about. For those of us who were lucky enough to have teenage love in all … More Fight or Flight

The time that one guy thought it was funny to pick me up and set me in a trash can.

I hate it when boys shove you or grab you or put you in a head lock and try to act like it’s some sort of joke. If you need to portray physical dominance over me, let me say first of all that you probably have an inferiority complex. But secondly, don’t expect me to … More The time that one guy thought it was funny to pick me up and set me in a trash can.

Parts of Me

I sleep curled up in a ball. Mostly on my left side. In the perfect place for someone to wrap their arms around me. I watch tv like I watch sports. Always yelling at this character or that. But I would be quiet if you told me it was your favorite part. I listen to … More Parts of Me