Tura Lura
A chair that rocks but doesn’t squeak and lulls me to wonderland. A skylight for the moon to watch my dreams that leave in daylight. As she sings to me tura lura and I go to sleep in her arms …...
View ArticleThe Rebirth
It’s been two years, either today or yesterday, since life meant very little to me. Two years since I broke and my mother had to take a plane at 6 a.m. to be with me, to keep me safe and … Continue...
View ArticleOne Time I Wrote Fanfic
It was awesome. There’s something really exhilarating about writing absolute tripe on the internet…maybe that’s why I like blogging. Anyway, it’s some of the most ridiculous nonsense I’ve ever written...
View ArticleHappy Happy
I just wanted to sit down and write something in the middle of the night because…I’m happy. I’m happy because I’m warm in my bed and it’s absolutely frigid outside. I’m happy because I’m going home...
View ArticleI’m Not FOR Men
I’d like to clear a few things up. As a bisexual woman, I encounter a lot of nonsense on a daily basis. I hear these bizarre — and offensive — comments on a pretty regular basis, mostly from men but …...
View ArticleFree to Be You and Me…Until You’re Uncomfortable?
I’ve noticed that people tend to be all aboard the gay rights train until their kid or friend or coworker comes out to them. For whatever reason, we can theoretically accept strangers for who they are...
View Article7 Signs You’re A Crazy (Awesome) Cat Lady
You frequently wake up to your cat head-butting your face for kisses and immediately oblige, no matter the hour. Your Instagram feed is entirely composed of photos of you and your cat. You spend an...
View ArticleCan We Discuss Disney Princesses Though
I was on the phone with my dad yesterday crying (surprise) over my lack of romantic luck recently. He gave me some really wonderful advice, the most hilarious of which came when he said, “The worst...
View ArticleGoodbye
I'm leaving Seattle and I want to cry. This has never happened. The Ice is Getting Thinner by Death Cab for Cutie came on my iPod, which doesn't help since it's full of tragedy and sadness and...
View ArticleI Miss My Snugglemuffin (This Is Why I’m Single)
So we have these things called sleeping porches in sorority houses. No, I don't sleep outside on a porch, though lately it feels that way. They're rooms that we sleep in on bunk beds...sort of like in...
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