ToldByT

Nothing happens by accident. Although a concept that has been ever forthcoming, manifestation has become a verbal wildfire. It is no mistake that all that occurs is meant to aid and attempt...

Some moments are for shares, some to feed the ego, but cherishable ones are those I long to feel over and over before they have come to pass. With the people...

There’s nothing that compares to the first. In friendships, relationships alike. The ones that make your heart pump and feel every rush of blood work through your body. A feeling of internal...

An acceptance to time being of anything but the essence. To the period of “i love you,” to the gust of awkward distance, to the first hug, to the paraphrased:...

Exhausting. Feet dragging. Utterly draining. A nap on the shower floor just because it feels like the most comfortable and sanctioned place where you are the warden. Mornings after the second...

The timing of my former’s resurfacing is unsurpassed. When it rains, it downpours, ya know? Not in a depressive state, but a humorous disgust. My own episode of a daytime...

Being from California can spark an immediate preconceived notion upon introduction. Being from “Los Angeles” enchants a real glitzy aura hovering my existence to others. An immediate “you are so fortunate...

The most blissful of moments attract a prolonged chase of that never ending high of “wish that could just be felt twice.” Pursuant you a period that might have been so...

Loss if often something that sits well. Because well, of course it’s mere definition: the state or feeling of grieve when deprived of something or someone of value. Regardless of...

Growing up in a once close knit family: middle sister of three girls, involved parents, with a pair of grandparents + an uncle who raised me as their own. Alone...

For years it was just about you. You + your material desires. The “no babies for me,” self-proclaimed forever cool aunt/godmother to my future unplanted children. A conversation that was...

It’s all disposable until it becomes just that. The one that makes you feel just right. At no point head over heels, yet a deniable longing for his presence & a dreading...