i have quite literally no right to feel sorry for myself, like, ever. as i sit and write this, i am in a ridiculously cute (and unnecessarily expensive) coffee shop an hour away from home after spending the day wandering around an art museum by myself and enjoying the complete and utter joy that is… Continue reading portrait of a lady doing her best
so. long time no posting. no, i didn’t forget my password, no i didn’t delete this account, no i didn’t stop writing. quite the opposite honestly. over the past five months i have actually written out more posts than i had previously. last month alone i think i wrote about four or five. then, abby,… Continue reading is this thing still on?
“women’s rights are human rights and human rights are women’s rights” today, we made history. today we witnessed the largest inaugural protest in history. all seven continents. all 50 states. over 75 different countries. 750,000 people in los angeles 500,000 in washington 250,00o in chicago 100,000 in london 10,000 paris 5,000 in melbourne 2,000 in anchorage… Continue reading the future is female
so, in case you somehow have managed to not see anything i’ve ever posted about anything ever, i was a ballet dancer with ballet midwest and at barbara’s conservatory of dance for years and years and years. i danced from the time i was about 6 and saw my first nutcracker performance until i graduated… Continue reading ball[et] is life
i’ve toyed around with trying to decide if i really wanted to write this all day today and if i wanted to share personal experiences, but i feel like it’s something that needs to be discussed freely and openly. that subject is suicide. as of writing this, it is still (barely) september 10th, which is… Continue reading the pursuit of happiness
today we’re going to stray from my typical style of post about political garbage and how my life is slowly falling apart around me as i perfect my brand of self deprecation in the form of comedy, to bring you a format of post that we’ve all grown to “love” thanks to the “peak” of journalism and online… Continue reading surprise, i don’t hate everything
i am not who i was, and for that i am thankful. i have learned, i have grown, i have experienced, i am new. like everyone else, this weekend my social media feeds have been full of graduation pictures and posts from friends, family, and strangers alike, all celebrating this huge accomplishment and milestone, and… Continue reading i am not who i was
not too shabby 