I'm A Bird

Hey baby, I was wondering if I found some gnarly DMT, would you meet me half way? I miss you and I keep hoping to meet you in my dreams or something, but I can't remember if you visit or not. So DMT seems like the only way for my consciousness to reach out to you...

Day Two: Adam is still dead. ....To Be Continued

When you wake up and think it's gonna be a good day, and then you get a phone call from your boyfriends brother proclaiming that he died. Love is hard, but loving someone with a chronic illness is the hardest thing I've ever done. And just in case my words echo throughout the universes, I would love you all over again. Start to finish. All the fights...all the laughs. Text me back damn it!!! Pick up your phone! 😔

I’m a person on a mission to find self peace and harmony. I am still exploring myself: my mind, my body, and my heart; as well as this gift of a planet we call home. I am a good person that has done bad things and I’m trying to cope with all my life decisions through proper self expression. Whatever the fuck that might mean...so, I guess I’ll explore my mind here. Maybe I can find a home in the polyamorous, bisexual, American Sign Language, thespian communities out there. I am in every way possible the kind of girl that looks like she just lives an average, stale American life; but I am wild and unconventional. I will rave my way through all 50 states and all 195(6) countries. I will find all the love I was meant to give and receive. I am not perfect, and I hopefully will brutally exploit myself in this blog. This is to prove to me, myself, and I that I can love who I am despite the bad/negative things I have done and potentially will do in the future. So here’s to no one reading, Thank You!