New Rules

I'm a fucking pendeja. I have no idea what I'm doing. Here I am, getting back into your life. Knowing there's nothing but pain at the end of this road. Knowing there's nothing but pain along the way. Knowing I'm just going to be disappointed and hurt and upset. I should know better. I should… Continue reading New Rules


Too Good at Goodbyes

If you wanted me in your life, I would be in your life. It's as simple as that. I need to say goodbye. I need to cut you out of my life. It would never and will never workout, because that's what you've chosen. You've chosen not to be with me. You've chosen not to… Continue reading Too Good at Goodbyes

Set Sail

Hello crossroads, we meet again. I decided that I should explore all of my feelings and the reasoning behind them before you decide you want to talk, so consider this an open letter for you and for myself. So, James. Here I am, once again confused, once again unsure, once again lost, because even though… Continue reading Set Sail