Have you ever felt like text messages and texting someone you’re interested in is a lot like playing chess with Bobby Fisher (American chess grandmaster)? The funny thing about texting is that men always get the bad rep. They’re always considered the horrible texters. I can’t tell you how many times my girlfriends and I have roasted a guy for his lack of texting abilities. Like seriously, why would he even text that? Us ladies are so damn quick to shit talk guys when it comes to texting, but what about us? Couldn’t the same be said about us women? The answer is yes, it absolutely could. So keep reading as I explore the opinions I received from a multitude of guys I polled as I share text messages men absolutely hate receiving. Continue Reading
Texas
I should choose myself sometimes.
I don’t mean in the way you choose girls night over staying in. Or ramen over takeout. I mean like really choosing yourself in a way that makes a significant impact in your life. Putting your needs above everybody else’s. Continue Reading
I do my best writing at 3am.
When the roads are quiet and all I hear is the slight rumbling of a fan who’s time above me may be coming to an end. It’s worn in the best way, like the sheets on my bed after a wild night, tossing and turning trying to get comfortable. Waking up to the glow from the small lamp in the corner of my room, keeping me apprised of what’s going on during the silence of the night. That silence is when all my thoughts come to a head and I think of every damn thing.
The man who burned me, the one who came after that I prayed would take his place.
The bad taste wanting that to happen so bad left in my mouth.. The fear of the day ahead and the stress of the day before. The book that is so good I have to take pauses in reading to write this note in my phone to tell you all — I do my best writing at 3am.
In case you were wondering, it’s after 3am and I’m writing you. Not because I’m sad, not even because I’m stressed. But because my thoughts were coming to a head and I had to get them out. At this time I’m able to think. I’m able to map out my desires, my shortcomings, my fears, my passions; everything that makes me, me. Knowing that, it gives me the push to pray for the things I want and imagine the things I’ll have one day. So, I thought I’d end with letting you know that all of this is the very reason I do my best writing at 3am. If you’re up too and your mind is running as wild as mine, we should stay up and write together sometime.
Thelms
Happy Monday you guys!
I don’t know about y’all, but the start of my Monday was pretty eventful to say the least. For one, I drove to school with little to no gas in my car. Living on the wild side never felt scarier by the way. Two, at some point my windshield wipers came on (it was not raining), and I’m not sure how long they were on before I realized it lols. After staying up till the wee hours of the morning finishing group projects and trying to get my life together, the way my morning began is just par the course. However, I will say that after using my favorite moisturizer from Sephora, leaving my apartment never felt easier. Continue Reading
Honestly this world is breaking my heart.
I don’t understand why we have become a nation who views violence as a problem solver as opposed to peace and love. Why is that what this world has become? Continue Reading