Don’t fucking 302 Me.

30. Probably my most difficult year. Every year has it's ups and downs, but 30 really put me through the ringer mentally, and some days definitely still suck a lot, but here I am writing again (begrudgingly, thank you autorenew lmao) and trying to pull myself from a sometimes crippling depression. This isn't a give [...]

One Year A Warrior.

One Year A Warrior.

I've been having a hard time starting this. Mostly because my emotions are so mixed and crazy when I think about all the chaos going on this time last year. December 2017 was like the worst of my life and a blur and I just don't know what to say except thank you God. There [...]

Philadelphia is for lovers. And really good dope.

It's Christmas night at residence - i have to leave around 3 for the airport so I forgo sleep - instead i lay on the couch staring up at the ceiling, anxiety brewing. Everyone there has tried to convince me to stay - staff and clients, right up until I step out of the techs [...]