March 2012
February 2012
It's one of those days when
My head is pounding
My chest is full- and rising.
My knees are on the verge of meeting the concrete,
The next thing that hits me could very well be the thing that breaks, me, down.
It’s one of those days where I force myself to count my blessings because the sorrows will never out weigh the joys.
It’s one of those days where I can’t decide whether I should stand strong or or...
"How can you be Latina and be a vegetarian?"
ellogarbage:
How can you not speak Spanish to your daughter and give her the most American name ever and straighten your hair and dye it blonde and still be Latina? How does eating meat make me Latina? How does anything make you Latina? Except I can’t yell at you because you don’t think about these things because you never cared for these things because you work and work and then you work more...
I feel really good
Everything is not at all perfect,
But fucking no one knows what that means anyway.
I like my new friends,
And my friends that are becoming family.
I like where I am.
Even though everything is moving so fast,
I’m staying here in this moment.
Happy birthday girl,
Dale. (da-lay)
My body told me it can’t take it anymore. All the tight clothes and layers upon layers.it wants to be free
"A man once told the Buddha, 'I want happiness'....
It was a good night because
I met somebody
I didn’t do what I was suppose to do
And public safety judged me walking in on a Wednesday night at 2 am
