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Feeling kinda weird and ashamed looking at all my old posts. Not sure if it's because I don't know if I'm that same person anymore, or if it's because I'm just getting too good at burying my feelings.
Oh well, I just took a shot LOL. About to take another one because I'm bored, and why not?
(P.S. If anyone's willing to be friends or at least have a friendly chat about mutual interests, I'm down. Not in a sad-and-I-want-to-trauma-dump- kinda way. I just want a friend, TBH.)
Coming to the realization that Taylor Lautner was my first celebrity crush; watching Cheaper by the Dozen 2 as a kid really did me in.
Monday, you promised you'd come home, the door was left open.
Tuesday, a little late but I thought I could wait.
Wednesday, I went through the laundry to find your clothes, hoping they still smelled like you.
Thursday, tasted a lot like you when I emptied the bottle of bourbon.
Friday, I was sober enough to think again but you were still missing.
Saturday, I got a call asking if I'd written the eulogy.
Sunday, I realized you were never coming home again...
© Raina Rose.
I love the raw in this song from Rihanna. It speaks truth to me. You feel all the gritty emotion in her voice. It's majik. Black girl majik.
Can’t drink to forget my troubles. Not cause of any moral thing, it’s just that I just tried and now I’m just troubled and dizzy
I missed the feeling of being drunk and dumb with my friends some stupid part of me thought that was left in my teenage years