Someone wise told me recently that Adulting was hard. My response: TRUE STORY.

The brittle bones beneath my chest cracked, piercing my heart. It was you who breathed new life into my lungs and it was you who would later syphon the life you had given so as to feed your selfish desires.

All things in life are fleeting so live in the moment.

Dear Mornings,I know you hate me but don't you worry because I hate you too!

If winter were a person, I would kill them. I would go to jail for sunshine, birds singing and the smell of fresh cut grass hmm fresh cut grass.

Life is more interesting when you colour outside the lines

The clouds wept when my heart sang a song of sorrow

Love bleeds you dry until the red organ ceases to beat

The brittle bones beneath my chest cracked, piercing my heart. It was you who breathed new life into my lungs and it was you who would later syphon the life you had given so as to feed your selfish desires

I'm not a cynic. I am a realist.