Tag: Love

  • Mission: Possible

    Mission: Possible

    Hey, e-friends! I’m back today with a topic that’s always circled in my head. Especially after the month I’ve had, it’s been pretty loud inside my mind and of course, the only way to let it out is this, writing about it (don’t you know it?) That topic is… friendship. Sometimes even friendship vs. romantic…

  • Happy New Year and Stuff

    Happy New Year and Stuff

    Hello hello, my dearests! It’s been a while. Which honestly feels like the default opening for this blog at this point. Time passes, life happens, I disappear, WordPress charges my card, I return. The circle of life. That email is genuinely why I’m here. “Your subscription has been renewed.” Nothing humbles you faster. But it…

  • Thank you, Next ;)

    Thank you, Next ;)

    Hello my lovelies, I’m back!So much lighter than I was in my last post. I’m writing this from the cafe I used to haunt during the chaotic months. Same soft hum of songs, same coconut milk latte. I used to come here jittery with deadlines, emails, and caffeine. There was always something to finish, something…

  • A Halloween Special (Starring My Mental Breakdown)

    A Halloween Special (Starring My Mental Breakdown)

    Hi. I’m procrastinating. Again. I genuinely don’t know why I do this to myself. Like, why can’t I just sit down and work like a functioning adult? Why do I have to go through the full emotional spiral every single time? The denial, the victim narrative, the “maybe I was never meant for this life”…

  • A24 Could Never

    A24 Could Never

    Hello ghost friends… it’s been a while. I’ve been meaning to come here. A few things happened that made me go, “this is good for the blog.” but then life does that thing where it keeps moving and suddenly it’s two/three weeks later and the thought has rotted in the back of my head. I’ll…

  • The Actual Social Network

    The Actual Social Network

    Hello and welcome back! I’m finally home, dear readers. I can breathe. I’m in my bed, in my room, in my house. These past couple of months felt like I was living a life that wasn’t mine. Like I was having an out-of-body experience, just floating, watching myself from a distance. Away. Cut off. Different.…