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

Confessions of a Broken Bride

For the past week I've been digging for some light-hearted rantspiration because I feel as if I'm constantly like damn girl, why you gotta be so dark all the time though? Lighten up yo. Except I haven't used the word "yo" since I was 12 when I also used to force my handwriting to resemble… Continue reading Confessions of a Broken Bride

Deep Rants, Witty Rants

The Cracked-Out-Unicorn That Could. or Couldn’t. Whatever.

Lately? It's like I'm either a cracked-out-unicorn pooping glitter and vomiting sunshine or an over-sedated, insomniac, depressed-about-being-depressed-about not-knowing-what-he's-depressed-about Eeyore (if you don't know who Eeyore is, we can't be friends. Good day sirs and ma'ms). Either way I'm some kind of horse, apparently. So that's just peachy. Unicorn or Eeyore. Horse or horse. (Shut up… Continue reading The Cracked-Out-Unicorn That Could. or Couldn’t. Whatever.

Witty Rants

Write & Let Write. Don’t be a DICK.

I'm not ignorant. At least not most of the time. Like except when people who claim to be family or friends or people who "care" give me "healthy" advice like "Starbucks is too expensive you should really consider cutting back." Whhhatt??! How fucking DARE you! You know NOTHING. You are NOTHING! :::slurping noises from my… Continue reading Write & Let Write. Don’t be a DICK.

Blogging about Blogging

The Versatile Blogger Award

Dearest Runaway Nuns and Leprechauns: A few days ago, I was having one of those, "one of them days" type of days which I incessantly rant about here. I honestly felt like doing nothing other than drowning in a tub full of my own tears and liquid-drama. I couldn't even get myself to write anything since… Continue reading The Versatile Blogger Award

Soul-Searching Rants, Witty Rants

Weekend Forecast: 98% Chance of Mental Shit-Storms

Well happy weekend humans! It's been a fairly decent, rollercoaster-of-moodswings (as usual) kind of day. And while the incessant shit-show that construes my mind was not meant to be the focal point of this post, I thought you know what? Let's do something different. So in lieu of a 2,500 word post- whose purpose may… Continue reading Weekend Forecast: 98% Chance of Mental Shit-Storms

Lifestyle Rants, Soul-Searching Rants, Witty Rants

On Turning THIRTY!

It feels like just yesterday I was sixteen and SWORE I was a grown ass woman who was way beyond my years and had it all pretty much figured out: graduate college with a bachelors at age 22. No exceptions. Get accepted into pharmacy school no later than 23. Graduate with my PharmD before 27. Plan my… Continue reading On Turning THIRTY!