• #56 the heart

    The heart wants what it wants. ‘ To be continued… My eyes are heavy with sleep. I want to pray but my eyes are drooping. The heart wants sleep right now even though I should pray. My heart needs prayers. Negativity in the walls of my home. My mother stares at all of us with… Read more

  • #55 Here’s to you.

    #55 Here’s to you.

    Our story is not one of a kind but it is at the same time. Star crossed toy store lovers Fate upon us. Come to me on your dark days Dear Gizmo Your Gizmo voice use to make me laugh so hard. Dear Kenshin your clueless. It’s annoying Parking lots Misunderstandings about our hands I… Read more

  • #54 Freeways

    #54 Freeways

    I was driving north bound on the 405 freeway in Los Angeles. There is a part on the freeway that goes downwards. It’s like when you go up hill then you reach the top and then you go down hill. Whenever I drive down that part of the freeway, I think of a time when… Read more

  • #53 Itch

    Where do I go? I want to know. Ohh..Where do you go? Remember that song? It has been stuck in my head. Its currently playing in the background as I write. I miss writing. I miss being creative. I miss feeling excited about my accomplishments. Lost in my thoughts is a constant battle for me.… Read more

  • #52 Attention

    I have this urge. This urge to share my life on Instagram. I have gone radio silent for the last couple of months…actually maybe almost a year. I can just go look at the last picture I posted but I am being lazy. I have posted some art work but nothing about myself. Originally, I… Read more

  • #51 losers

    The first time I ever saw my eldest brother drinking was a shock to me. I idealized him and it broke my heart. I even cried about it because it scared me. He was never a heavy drinker but it would get worse. My brother was the American dream. He was an immigrant and worked… Read more