She sat swinging her newly painted toes over the edge of the tailgate. The truck was baby shit yellow, roughed up from one to many fender benders, and had a burn mark on the hood from an engine fire it had endured in its past. But it was hers until she could afford a car…
The ending to the story…. This post will be short and to the point because I don’t want to linger with these thoughts much longer. I know I have to concentrate on me. I worry now about the worry I have placed on my friends and family…added stress and anxiety. But this is honesty…it feels…
It was late… I was home, had my game face on and was trying my best to be a wife and mom. I had gone to a festival with my family, met some friends there, and had a good time. On the sidelines though taking up space in my head were some insecurities brewing. In…
Inspired by a loved one but dedicated to all of those people in the world who don’t give up. I know depression is a cycle, it is hard to be around, to witness, to be sucked into. Many times watching someone go through depression makes you exhausted and leaves you feeling helpless. But words do…
I stand at the edge of the river with my eyes closed convinced my tears had filled the ravine. Time is passing but how quickly doesn’t matter it just is and I am passing right along with it. Sitting here in this world where nothing mattered felt like home. Your tears feel warm on my…
MY BUCKET LIST……….. Strange but True Get interviewed for the news (sound smart and look descent) Be at the right place at the right time to save someone’s life Have an outfit I make win a contest Fit into a REAL size 4 Speak in front of a group and receive a standing ovation Sing…
I am pretty stubborn and I am really good at making everything about me. I have been told I borrow emotion from people, but really I think it means I am a thief. “Oh…no…here comes that girl Hastywords…watch out she will steal your emotions!” Now that I know I have this super power I am…
I have a friend who likes to tell me, “It isn’t always about you!” Often times I feel like that phrase needs to be reflected back at him but sometimes he is right. I am making this post ALL ABOUT ME! I think being clumsy is charming. – Probably because I am the clumsiest person…
I feel like my life has become a series of pictures. Instead of memories I have albums. My personality no longer matters… I am now judged on lighting, angle, contrast. If my pictures are interesting I must be interesting. Most of my blog pictures come from Instagram. You can tell so much about a person…
I was watching a movie today where a woman fell into a frozen pond and was fighting for her life to resurface. It was stressful to watch and hit a nerve somehow; I was anxious and felt overwhelmed for a moment. Once the movie was over I sat thinking about how this movie, the particular…
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