An Endless Journey

The sound of strings being strung The sound of keys being plucked The sound of drums echoing the rhythm of my heart Instruments being played, creating a hypnotic melody That makes my ears feel drunk with joy The feel of a pen gliding across a notebook My words wishing to keep up with my brainContinue reading “An Endless Journey”


Growing up I’ve always faced insecurities. Since I was little I was always surrounded by girls who were shorter, tanner, and curvier than me. That can do some damage to a girl mentally. I never felt like I fit in. I was always too tall, too skinny, and too pale. I hated my nose. IContinue reading “Insecurities”