I started a support group today for people looking for a little encouragement with exercise or just life in general. It is a a closed group so that the people in the group feel they can talk without just anyone listening in. I’d like to encourage anyone to join! https://www.facebook.com/groups/2025747440985878/
As I so unlovable? My longing for you dances on my lips Reaching to touch you Wishing you would touch me Knowing you’ll never really want me My soul reaches for pieces of my heart My heart reaches for you You won’t reach out to me All I’m left with is desire My heart falls …
Growing up with autism I have a lifetime of mishaps and mistakes that I wouldn’t want anyone growing up with autism to make. Now that I have a teen with autism I find that I watch him and see myself in so much he does. He’s obsessed with skateboarding and the skateboarding industry. When he…
I want to walk outside Walk deep into the ocean and keep walking Riding the waves falling heavy into the tides Just like I fell in love with you Humming tunes that seagulls understand while wearing my heart like an albatross Fully on my sleeve Broken or not The pieces creating a wrinkled map The…
If you found out that you only had a week to live what would you do? Would you change anything? I’ll read the answers in an upcoming YouTube video.
I have a dark stain on my soul but you are outright evil Like sun burnt sunflowers begging for life Taking what your given Love, hearts, and hands and then twisting them like a scheming alchemist to your own intention Your words spread lies that would embarrass Judas Your voice spreads misinformation and misdirection like…
Listen to me talk in circles and talk about touching you. Wait, what? It’s not quite what it seems, I promise. It’s my first vlog. A lot of readers have been asking me to post a weekly vlog, so I’ll try.
I live in a dark place A place where I have no voice and all the base has been taken out of the music I only hear the drums beating in the back of my head Keeping me awake Night after night The clock ticking tick tock tick tock I want to wake up but…
An ocean of regret swallows me as I fight for each breath My anxiety and depression push me under each wave likes masked bandits robbing me of my life My time Our time is so short and here I am in a self-induced coma afraid to step out of my own front door Afraid to…
Sometimes it’s hard giving up a piece of your soul. It’s where I write from. It’s who I am. Sometimes I give a lot, sometimes just enough but it’s always hard to give the stuff I write a chance to see the light of all of you. It’s like my soul stands naked in the…
