Today is semi day one of my blog life. I thought hard, not very long on whether or not I should do this. Then I thought fuck it, my life’s shitty as it is what’s the worst that can happen?

Currently I’m excited, nervous and really contemplating whether or not my friends and family should read this. For right now I’m going with no. I don’t plan to dive into my past, but should the shitty things that happened to me come up, I don’t want them reliving it threw my eyes. Disagreements with ensue and I probably won’t be prepared for it.

I honestly have no idea what I should be writing, so I’ve decided to go to bed for now. I’ll leave you with this poem I wrote though:


Ghost Whispers

Bent back paper clips, purple journals and a date slip stuck inside a box like Whodini...
 Trapped in the closet R.Kelly style. Done enough sins to go on for miles. 
 Worn boots telling more than needed, always on the go, never seated.
All I’m looking for is myself and I can’t seem to find her.
 Can’t look yourself in the mirror, nothing but eyes shut terror. Pray to God thanking him for life but can’t seem to figure out why.
 Praise the Lord and thank you Jesus that my life is complete w/out these sins eating me alive...