Deep Into The Foxhole, Lifestyle Rants, Soul-Searching Rants

To be.

I am a lot of things. I won't list said "things" because I could be here all damn day hitting you with an epic "about me" essay, but obviously one of the main things I am is a shameless over-sharer. Let's face it, I'm a fan of talking about myself and of my life- the… Continue reading To be.

Deep Into The Foxhole, Deep Rants, Soul-Searching Rants, Witty Rants

Let’s Live….

Let's live for the subtle things; the things that are not things; the things that are everything but subtle; the simple things that are interlocked with much deeper things; the things that are so much more than nothing, but so much less than everything; the things that don't seem significant, but will in the end, make… Continue reading Let’s Live….

Deep Rants, In Which I List The Things, Lifestyle Rants, Soul-Searching Rants

TBH?

To be honest? If you can't be an adult and handle a list of brutally honest opinions or "truths", then don't even bother reading. And if you're going to find the instant need to defend your own perception of each of MY honest opinions... well don't. Write your own blog post and speak your own… Continue reading TBH?

Deep Rants, Lifestyle Rants, Soul-Searching Rants, Witty Rants

Treat Yo Sadness by Treating Yo Self

You know. I'd recently been going through some disturbing stuff. If you're not all caught up, well let's just say the life-demons conspired to gang-rape my soul and leave me stranded...shivering and dazed in a gutter somewhere in the middle of the ghetto and it's taken me quite some time to fully "function" again and… Continue reading Treat Yo Sadness by Treating Yo Self

Blogging about Blogging, Deep Rants, Lifestyle Rants, Soul-Searching Rants, Witty Rants

A Breakdown of Breakdowns

No human lives were harmed during the making of this post but I cannot speak for the cruel and unusual punishment used upon English grammar. This post has NOT been tested on animals, nor is it kid-tested/mother-approved. The fuckeries to follow have FURTHER not been approved by the FDA so if you consume this inorganic bullshit,… Continue reading A Breakdown of Breakdowns

Blogging about Blogging, Letters, Lifestyle Rants, Soul-Searching Rants

She. Who Will NOT Be Tamed…

Negative-Naomi, Pessimistic-Peggy, and Temperamental-Tricia were in town today and the Trifling-Trio decided they'd each stab a straw into my soul and slurp it out of me, kind of like how the witches from Hocus Pocus did to kids you know? But without straws because they had magic and well yea, like THAT. Luckily, my toxically sweet soul… Continue reading She. Who Will NOT Be Tamed…

Poetry/Freestyle Rap (your choice..), Soul-Searching Rants, Witty Rants

January 30, 2003

Below is a poem that I've copied word-for-word from my high school journal. I was 17 years dumb. I don't write this type of stuff anymore BUT Paul's recent poem made me slightly nostalgic of the old wanna-be-poet I was once-upon-a-teenage-time AND I've  been meaning to reconnect to my teenage self via my old journals… Continue reading January 30, 2003

Soul-Searching Rants, Witty Rants

Alright STOP. Collaborate and Listen…

There's a question which has grabbed ahold of me tightly. It's flowing like a harpoon in my mind, daily and nightly and it's killing my brain like a poisonous mushroom. So let's get quick to the point, to the point no faking. (I don't eat bacon so I won't be cooking any MC's like a pound… Continue reading Alright STOP. Collaborate and Listen…

Lifestyle Rants, Soul-Searching Rants, Witty Rants

In Which I Layer Rants On Rants To Make A Rantwich and Then Sprinkle it With A Dash of Rant and Add a Side Of Ranting.

    If I had a penny for every single time I've whispered "what the FUCK" to myself by the end of any day- I'd be rich. I'd be able to pay off my credit cards. I'd be able to half-ass-afford my own Starbucks addiction without willingly overdrawing my bank account-I don't think you've been… Continue reading In Which I Layer Rants On Rants To Make A Rantwich and Then Sprinkle it With A Dash of Rant and Add a Side Of Ranting.

Soul-Searching Rants, Witty Rants

WeekEND

If there were a way to capture a screenshot of what's happening inside of my fucking head right now, I'm positive it would be immediately flagged as inappropriate content and banned by whoever those prick-people are who have actual jobs judging what gets banned from social media. It would look like a fucking battlefield-except there… Continue reading WeekEND