i am. afraid of the dark few things scare me, but put me in a dark basement and i will run up the stairs faster than dash from the Incredibles. as adult as i think i am (and pretend to be) i am still a child. i want most of my childish qualities to stick around, such as blaming my…

i am. involved i’m not sure about you, but i have always had a desire to volunteer and give back, but never seem to be able to find ways to do so. volunteering at a homeless shelter, neighborhood house, or nursing home are often the go to organizations, but they typically require some organization and effort. it seems to me…

i am. no longer disillusioned (sex part I) ‘let’s talk about sex, baby. let’s talk about you and me.’ cough cough ok sorry. where was i? oh yeah, sex. something most people avoid in conversation (like 6ix9ine avoids Chief Keef) making it seem as if it’s more than it is. but it’s just sex, and it should be discussed. although…

i am. 18 hmmmm, not sure what to do first? buy a lottery ticket or donate blood? adopt a child? sue someone? maybe buy porn or some spray paint? change my name to Lola and become a stripper? join the marines? a whole new world has opened up!

i am. clueless at least when it comes to that awkward moment when i see someone from social media on the sidewalk walking in my direction (i feel like Alessia Cara when she says ‘oh god, why am i here’). most of the time, i have a pretty good understanding of how i should behave around others. this is one…

i am. not you & you are not me. and that’s cool. it’s pretty obvious that people view the world differently (i swear Queen says ‘kicking your cat all over the place’). no one has had the same journey, and each individual sees life through a different lens. the same exact thing can be viewed completely differently (take a ManU…

i am. vain at least until the universe senses im feeling a little too proud & throws me a rejection, a brush off, a pimple. always reminding me that i’m not as fab as i think. everyone is vain from time to time. almost everyone flexes something about them they are proud of. whether its grades, money, looks, athletic ability,…

i am. flattered when someone slides into my dms. i never know whether they’re going to ask me about my inspiration to write a post or where i got my delicious jackfruit taco. every now and then, i get someone shooting his shot. we all know it goes down in the dms (thanks to Yo Gotti), but what several people…

i am. in a relationship with the University of Michigan. i have been crushing on UMich for a while now and i know, if i am persistent, we will be able to make it in the long run. here are some details about our rollercoaster of a relationship. on October 11, i shot my shot and slid into the dms…

i am. not for everyone & i’m ok with that. ever met someone and instantly disliked them, but can’t figure out why? like, they have never done anything to you & everyone else seems to be okay with them, but you just can’t get that bad taste out of your mouth? ya, im pretty sure everyone can relate. i feel…