Find the people who love you for who you are. Bones break under pressure, so do people.
Most of the time, I feel like collapsing in on myself. I feel like folding myself up into a small box and staying there, sitting in a corner of some back room, never to be opened again. You wouldn’t know this by looking at my Facebook, or my Instagram, or by even talking to me… Continue reading A Daisy Does Not Pretend to Be a Rose
Every once in awhile my blur of a life is interrupted by none other than myself. Sometimes I look at myself in the mirror, I raise my hand to my cheek, and I ask myself, “Who is this girl?” It doesn’t happen often, but when it does happen, it doesn’t feel good. I don’t recognize… Continue reading Do It for You
I recently began writing a song called “At the End of the Day” and the very first line says “At the end of the day I’m still unhappy.” You see, the crappy thing about life is that with the highs come the lows, and sometimes I think I just get stuck down there in the… Continue reading At the End of the Day