I myself am entirely made of awesome
stitched together with rainbow glitter shoelaces.
Dammit! Where's My Chocolate?
Advice from a math teacher with a red pen
Monthly Archives: May 2015
Walking Away
Sometimes walking away has
nothing to do with weakness,
and everything to do with
superior firepower.
Could It Be…Sharktopus?
all I have left are memories of you
and the way you kept saying,
” I bet that sea monster won’t come back”
when I told you not to
stand on the end of the pier.
At Least I Think That’s What It Is
I don’t trust words.
I trust pterodactyls.
I’m Sure This is Really What Frida Kahlo Meant
“Take a lover who looks at you with fear in their eyes and lust in their pants.”
Dammit! Where's My Chocolate? 