I cannot pinpoint a time I was first scared. Now I can’t think of a time there isn’t a little bit of fear in me. Maybe it’s the ghost stories that used to give me chills up my spine or the jump scares in horror movies….or maybe it’s that the world is an awfully scary… Continue reading Scared
And you are so beautiful, if that is okay for me to call you that. You are so lovely and I am so incredibly lucky to have you by my side. I hope you know how much you mean to me. I love you so.
Maybe it’s the crisp air or the sense of autumn or maybe even the beautiful sunrise. Maybe it’s the darkness right before the sun enters the sky and begins the morning. Maybe it’s the sense of fresh and new. Maybe it’s the feeling that barely anybody else is awake. Maybe it’s standing in the middle… Continue reading Early Mornings
There’s something about riding on the back of a motorcycle that makes you feel so alive. I feel the wind against my face and the wind ripping at my clothes. It makes me feel invincible and that it is such a great time to be alive. It feels like a new beginning and nobody can… Continue reading Motorcycle
The water looked painted from above. It was painted with a gold, shimmering edge much like a foil, outlining the body. It looked like a painting with the textured water in the way of the paper. The clouds hang over the water, close enough for it to seem like the cloud will fall in the… Continue reading A piece of mind in mid-flight
High school is finally over and it flashed by like a bolt on lightning ripping through the sky. I’m surprisingly calm. I was very stressed and now it’s almost the calm before the storm. The storm of emotion. I honestly don’t know how I feel. Looking back, I’ve had many laughs and lots of cries too. I’ve… Continue reading Reflection of High School
Time is such a weird concept to me. It’s something that’s been on my mind a lot recently. We all go by it, yet it doesn’t really exist. I can’t wrap my mind around it. Why do we calculate our days and lives around something that doesn’t have a beginning or end. Truly, when will… Continue reading Concept of time