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One of Those Days…

Today was one of those days that I had to glue my happy mask to my face and push through.

It wasn’t an all bad day. There were some highlights – I will never take away from the highlights, but the day just left me needing more.

It was one of those days that you just want to lay in bed and tell someone all of your problems, but you don’t want to be a burden.

One of those days you could cry at anything, but you choke it all back because no one wants to see that.

One of those days you just need a hand to hold, but you hold your own.

One of those days you feel ashamed to even be writing the words out, but you have to.

Have you ever had a day that even though the sun is shining, the walls close in.

It’s hard to breathe.

It’s hard to find joy in the sun, but you try so goddamned hard. So hard, it hurts.

The walls have been closing in for a few days now, actually a few weeks. It’s my fault. I won’t deny that. All actions have a reaction.

The walls closed in a lot today. Exhausted me, emotionally.

But, I will be okay.

Because I always am.

 My “try and feel better” song

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Ready Now…

Right now, I am listening to one of my happy songs. “I Wanna Dance with Somebody,” always makes me smile and feel a little jig in my bones when I hear it.

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Dance Magic…


“How you turn my world, you precious thing…”

Good night, my Goblin King.

David Robert Jones.

David Bowie.


Ziggy Stardust.

Aladdin Sane.

Major Tom.

1947 – 2016

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“Not all girls are made of sugar and spice and everything nice. Some girls are made of sarcasm, wine and everything fine.”  -Basically 23:2


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Ahh…the holiday

Been a minute since I have posted on here, lol. Any followers left?


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Late Night Thoughts (Pt.2)…

An Open Letter to You:

Oh, sweetie.

You almost had me. Almost.

For a quick moment, it almost felt like old times again. But…

What is done in that late, private, dark night…

The things you do on one end…

While on the other you whisper sweet nothings in my ear…

Rest assured that at some point in time the sun will spill the brightest of light on you.

Expose you.

And it did.

The dark of a moonless night betrayed you and exposed you down to the messy, ugly middle.

The middle I needed to see…needed.

They say the universe sends you signs.

I thank the universe for that fucking U-Turn it dropped in my face.

Oh, sweetie…you almost had me.


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Late Night Thoughts (Pt. 1)…


I watched the movie, Inside Out, tonight. I watched it when I should have been writing.

And I am fine with that. I was fine with that when I made the decision to watch it, and I am definitely fine with that decision after watching it.

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Shut up…and also, congrats…

Been a shitty week.

And today I read in a forum:

“I have 5 kids, 2 dogs, 3 husbands, 7 jobs, AND a cat…and I still find time to write. So, just do it.”

Shut up.

*I may have exaggerated on those numbers a little, but still…shut up.

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A Reminder…

Halloween is right around the corner.

BOOM! Is your mind blown with information you didn’t know before? No? Okay…anyways…

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Barney, You Scary As Fuck

Not Behind You

EDITOR’S NOTE: All this week we’re featuring some of our most terrifying stories. First up, Christine!

About ten years ago, on an otherwise normal evening, Barney the dinosaur talked to me.

No, I am not crazy.

I mean, I am crazy. But there are two types of crazy.

There’s the Martin, “Girl, you so crazy,” type of crazy and then there’s the crazy where you microwave bunny rabbits. I am not the latter.

At the age of 25, I was six years into a career of childhood education. I started as a job in high school and it continued from there. Being the resident child expert of my friends, I was the one to go to when you needed advice or help.

Because of my “expertise” and willingness to help, Barney the dinosaur spoke to me.

Here’s how it happened:

A good friend of mine, Sally*, was babysitting her…

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