life is a beautiful struggle. & growing up i always felt as if i was being challenged. not by someone or something in particular, but by life in general. i struggled at a young age from the loss of my older sister – which was (& probably always will be) the hardest obstacle i’ve ever had to overcome. although the…

well, i consider myself recovered. but recovery never really ends. every day is a choice. some days, the voice of my eating disorder is no more than the faintest whisper. other days, it screams and screams, waiting for me to give into it. most of the time, i don’t. i know it’s giving me misinformation. i’ve spent so much time…

the other day in my english memoir class, we had to share a two page writing with one other student. the girl i was paired with was the sweetest human & was so complimentary. when we all grouped back as a full class, the lecturer asked if anyone would like to share or volunteer another student to share. my partner…

& i am here, asking you to give peace a chance. in these trying times, all we see is hate. we feel hate. we hear hate. & yet, hate is a difficult emotion. it causes stress. it breaks relationships. it generates commotion. on the other hand, love is an easier, sweeter emotion. an emotion that can inspire, create, and invite…

disclaimer: please excuse my undeniable pessimism. i’m simultaneously crying and writing. i’ve come to make this a habit, yet it doesn’t make for the cheeriest of posts. regardless, let’s begin. i’ve known all along that social media is fake. that’s the whole reason i started this blog in the first place. to do my part in making it “real”. at…

i used to pay way too much attention to the time. i would:-wait at least 4 hours to eat-pay attention to how long i would exercise-stress about taking 4 years to graduate-compare my success to others of the same age-go to sleep at an exact timebut why does it matter? why not eat pancakes at midnight instead of 9am?why not…

isn’t it crazy how everything you do expresses who you are? the color you have (or don’t have) on your nails. your handwriting. the books you read. the way you pronounce words. the gifts you buy for others. the clothes you wear. the speed you walk & so much more. if you really want to know someone, observe the subtleties.

i have a pit in my stomach writing this. & it is beyond difficult for me to admit to this. i can’t move to portland. i am staying staying. my mom called me the other day and told me that she would no longer help me fund my move, & without financial support, i simply can’t afford it. i want…

i feel like i’ve been on my phone a lot lately. & i hate it. fortunately, just the other day i was sent an adventure book from @theadventurechallenge #sponsored. basically, this book has a bunch of different adventures (& you don’t know what they are until you scratch off a square) that can be done in tons of different settings! @chipmunk.jpg and i had…

honestly, half of the time i spend on this page is in the form of writing captions and taking photos, and the other half is spent in my dms. but i’m not talking about responding to offers for sugar daddies or hopeful bachelors. actually, i’m referring to when people ask me for advice. & after having this blog for over…