Scars and Hearts or maybe Hearts and Scars

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sweetest sunday sun

Oh man, sometimes I read back through some of my posts and I am always caught off guard by the tiniest violin playing for me. It’s actually really funny always in hindsight. And though my reaction always is to post… Continue Reading →

Splat!!urday Mournings

Sometimes you have those conversations which spark realizations and things can never be the same again. This happened this morning when I was sitting with my sister and we were talking about me and my tendencies in relationships with just… Continue Reading →

Sunday night/Early Monday morning: Edited to bits sometime am MT

Oh, the things I have learned lately. Many many things. I have always said the day you stop learning should be the day you die, but my learning curves have been sharp angled and painful at times these days. The… Continue Reading →

98-00

Wow. I love that the most ridiculous stuff comes into my head sometimes while I am hanging out with my mother. It’s like, she doesn’t know me, and as a result everything I can say is pretty much news to… Continue Reading →

you can take the girl out of the city and smack the city out of the girl, for sure

Wow. Life is something special, I can tell you that with confidence. I took today as my own after my tooth was filled in with its toxic rubber mess. Then I walked down to my coffee shop and proceeded down… Continue Reading →

May creamed me but June won’t get a chance

I am running at the mouth, no I mean at the fingers. I am all disclosure no filter. What a stupid stupid way to be. Yeah…I wrote before about how these kinds of means of communication are sometimes misunderstood by… Continue Reading →

I am so proud of me, and you would be too

Oh my. I guess I needed to have Memorial Day weekend be the transition into my new life. I walked up to the bank and then backwards to go see my mother get her hair done on Gaylord Street just… Continue Reading →

free actually just means cheap here

Well there we go. I followed a whim, a whimsical kind of whim, and decided to register for two classes today. Well, not two classes exactly, but a workshop, or rather a series of workshops and then a series of… Continue Reading →

perspective is a welcome thing when you lose it

So I am pretty sure I lost my mind there for a few days because I was swimming, err drowning in my own solitude, feeling ignored by literally everyone around me for the most part. Family, east coast friends, well,… Continue Reading →

hi!-atus

This whole site has no point to it if nobody is actually even looking at the product, which nobody really seems to ever do. I have made $7.20 from the sale of two shirts towards the scholarship and have decided… Continue Reading →

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