Be there, or be square.

  I always wanted to fit in- and I have, for the most part. I fit in almost every locker, cabinet, and tight spot you can put me in. I don’t like it, but I fit. The question is, where do I not fit in? I’m half of an inch off of being a legalContinue reading “Be there, or be square.”

What It Feels Like

I don’t want to say love is a waiting game… It’s hard for me to have a blog and try to stay autonomous with my feelings. Those of you who read in the past know i was nothing of the sort. I wrote every emotion, every feeling, i wrote all of it, even if itContinue reading “What It Feels Like”