As much as I try to dismiss the idea of fate—I think it is there. Not some massive exponential “you have no say” sort of fate, but a kind that acts as the equilibrium in our lives, sending us directions to the sweetest places in life. Here I am, spinning around through life, thinking I’m making my own choices, steering me towards my chosen end destination. But am I? Just when I think I’m in control again, life throws me a curveball via 3am fire alarm, and we’re right back to square-out-of-control-one. Spinning. It’s a beautiful view from where I’m at. But if you spin as fast as you can, you better be prepared to fall…
Josh, Thank you so much for this message. :) It’s funny how you never know how you might effect someone’s life when they need it most, and you just gave me that. xxo
I’m a victim of my own endless mind. It leads me down alleys you never held my hand down. It creates flightless fairy tales of memories from the only things that were or are real. Why can’t what I see just be real? Is anything real? I don’t even know what is real and what is imaginary any more. The words he says to me are only fragments of his story and I know that he could never understand mine—and what’s worse—is that he probably wouldn’t want to know anyway. It isn’t a sad, dark way of life when we have to keep things in our minds, but a way of creating something better than reality. I’m always chasing a fairy tale, a bluebird of happiness that would make it all clear…

To any + all stalkers: I am not looking at you through my computer screen. For the love of the sweet lord baby jesus…

I talk a lot. I can’t help it. In fact, I find myself incapable of shutting the hell up sometimes. Nervous babbling is an absolute skill of mine. Who’s surprised? No one.
After arriving here in Edinburgh, I’ve learned some amazing things that I never expected to…mostly from the people. Most importantly, I think I’ve learned the importance of listening. I’ve always heard, but to listen, and to listen to what the person is really saying takes quite a bit of skill. People say so much more than they mean to if you give them the chance to speak.
What are you thinking? Tell me. What are you wondering about? What keeps you up in the night? Better yet…who keeps you up in the middle of the night? Maybe you should ask them why they keep fucking with your head. Or maybe you should makes sure you can get in theirs too.
Instagram world…. I have a big girl music video if you’d like to see it. Please, please share with friends. 😊 http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=8wtD_FJk4sQ


