Happiness, Life

She Was

No one can show up 100% of the time, there is no such thing as perfection, or of even being the best version of yourself all of the time. To have this expectation placed upon you either externally or internally doesn't show respect for the fact that there are ebbs and flows. If the moon can be allowed to wane and wax, be full or new, so can I.

Love

What Love Looks Like

To be loved by someone who looks at me with pride and amazement, whose hands have an irresistible urge to touch and caress me, whose love is so clear and tangible that I am left with no doubts, and am thus able to live without the fear of rejection, or of not being good enough — because with every look and touch I'm told; You're special, I choose you.

Happiness, Life, Love

Closure and Tomatoes

Relationships are deeply personal. What I do want to point out, though, is that not everyone you cross paths with will be for you or you for them and, just maybe, if we try to think of it similar to a tomato we won't try to force it, explain it, or understand it.

Happiness, Life

Sexy

Sexiness. A quality that I have striven to dominate and make my bitch since a boy told me, “Miranda, you’re just cute.” My initial reaction was to think, “I’ll show you!” My fist raised in my mind’s eye in defiance. Why I didn't just accept the compliment of being cute, I’ll never know… perhaps it was… Continue reading Sexy

Happiness, Life

The Roles We Play

Who has society told you to be, friend? Has it whispered lies to you, forcing you to take a form that isn't quite right, making you feel you're supposed to play a role that isn't meant for you? Have you sawed off the bits of you that don't fit, stuffed the unseemly parts away, and… Continue reading The Roles We Play