COMING UP: PHOTOS
--> reading my favourite book, "a complicated kindness", by canadian author miriam toews.
--> always sticking my head out of my window and people watching on my busy city street.
--> constantly walking everywhere, refusing public transit in advocacy of ma legs and smiling at strangers.
--> forever questioning what people mean when they say "that's just part of life".
- My Tweets
Category Archives: Stories
photo from tumblr Since entering university, does it feel like your love life has taken a turn for the…short-lived? I know being in … Continue reading
we were driving down the road, trying to cram our last minute christmas shopping in, when i asked her what her new years resolutions were going to be. she responded, saying that she didn’t think there was any reason for … Continue reading
i make myself sick… with two fingers and a tear, that drippy thing looking back at me, a reflection of that that’s been to make a fallen thing decompose, sending back the poison to the cradle. i’ve seen the fickle … Continue reading
photo by petra collins The phrase “the big change” infuriates me. This is because I’m going through “the big change” and do not want the confusion of my mind and body to be transparently plastered to my face. … Continue reading
1998 i played with a ouija board in an old cottage past my bedtime with a group of girls my mom warned me: your invitation to the dead will kindly be accepted i closed my eyes letters formed words with … Continue reading
as an avid list maker, the production of notes comes naturally to me. any time my pen hits the paper , for a purpose other than taking notes in lecture, i am teleported into a state of utopia, so just … Continue reading
ahh nicknames, a legacy that we have earned, a cherished story, a term of endearment, a praise for something ridiculous/gutsy/embarrassing we have done. nicknames are great because, like the S.S.F.S (see in “zest o life”), they are a cozy reminder … Continue reading
my most vivid memories are brought on by my senses. for example, i find that when a smell triggers my memory, not only can i recall the details of the event, i can remember exactly how i felt at that time … Continue reading