all of these lines across my face, tell you the story of who i am.

When you're twenty-nine years old and only beginning your first relationship, people tend to ask, "Why?" to defend that there is nothing wrong with you.  But they might as well save their breath, because there actually is something wrong with you.  I mean how is it that you can be mere months away from a milestone …

maybe i’m really not the girlfriend type.

I know it's been a while, so I should probably start off by stating that I'm still someone's girlfriend; which means I have a boyfriend.  But that being said, I'm having a little trouble tonight with him- although, it really does have much more to do with me than him.  In fact, he's done absolutely nothing …

breathe and trust. silence those fears.

As soon as you trust yourself, you will know how to live. Johann Wolfgang von Goethe   It's interesting how a new guy can make you realize the doubts and insecurities you have.  It may take a few days, call it the new crush honeymoon period if you will, but then all of a sudden …

all girls, they wanna have fun. that’s all they really want.

For the past week this girl found herself really wanting to find comfort in the arms of a boy.  Fortunately for her, she was able to find just that.  While last Wednesday proved to be an emotionally destructive day, it did bring about a new friendship in the form of a guy who needed as much …

no matter what you think, i’m not a kind of girl to blink and give my heart away. stop trying to steal my heart away. (stop stealing my heart away.)

I tossed and turned for hours last night while listening to this song, Heartbeat by Enrique Inglesias & Nicole Scherzinger.  I have no idea how I even found this song but I'm loving it right now; and most of all, I am loving these lines- No matter what you think, I'm not a kind of girl to …

one more unfinished song

If I run, will you run after me? If I walk,  will you wait patiently? If I fall, will you have sympathy? If I run, if I run, will you run after me? If I Run by The Harters  In the land before blogs there were diaries, or journals as we prefer to call them.  If I was a betting …

unsent love letter mix tape: track 8

The post I wrote on Sunday, October 10th will explain the ideas behind the Unsent Love Letter Mix Tape series, and if it still doesn’t make sense to you, well then, at least it makes sense to me.  The writer.  The blogger.  The girl behind the computer.  Call me what you will but these are …

“you have to forgive yourself, groceries”

And this is why I love Yoga!  I was literally in the middle of my first day of Jillian Michael's Yoga Meltdown DVD when the following thought came into my mind.  Now as all Yogis, meditators, and readers/viewers of Eat. Pray. Love. know, you are supposed to tune out all thoughts, worries, and/or anxieties during …

the reason one writes isn’t the fact she wants to say something. she writes because she has something to say.

The long 4th of July weekend is coming to an end, and not one post has been typed by these fingers.  But let me tell you that I've stared at this computer screen each of the past three days- multiple times- trying to capture all of the rubbish going on in my mind into words. Nothing.  Blogger's …

you know what i don’t know. maybe there’s something wrong with me. because its not natural, its not womanly, maybe i am cold and heartless and dead inside.

Yes, that's me.  My little brother, Nick, and me at the beach when we were 2 years old and 4 years old, respectively.  We're pretty stinkin' cute, if I can say so myself.  I love him so much!  He was actually such a terror at that age, if you couldn't grasp that from the photo.  …