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What Kind of Asshole Are You?

Did you know that there are different kinds of assholes in the world? Well, I'm here to tell you that there are. Professional Assholes I consider myself to be a professional asshole. This means that I'm your friend, I'm loyal and kind until you start behaving in a way that is counterproductive to your life. [...]

By | 2017-04-05T06:12:31+00:00 April 5th, 2017|Uncategorized|Comments Off on What Kind of Asshole Are You?

Unstable Homeless Man Attacks Innocent People at @McDonalds

Dear McDonalds, I took my kids to the McDonalds location on Flatbush Avenue at The Atlantic Mall today. I never go to your restaurant, because my kids normally don't eat fast food. However, we had a snow day today, and I wanted to give them a treat. Jashana, the shift manager, was very kind and [...]

By | 2017-03-14T15:16:55+00:00 March 14th, 2017|Uncategorized|Comments Off on Unstable Homeless Man Attacks Innocent People at @McDonalds

The door is open for you to be yourself

I opened the door for you. I'm holding it ajar with my body, and ushering you inside with my right hand; it's an invitation for you to be yourself. You don't have to pretend to be someone else, because who you are is beautiful. I won't ask you to change for me. I like you [...]

By | 2017-01-16T14:41:05+00:00 January 16th, 2017|Uncategorized|Comments Off on The door is open for you to be yourself

I don’t feel creative

I don't feel creative and yet here I am writing this. It's because I want so much to feel creative. I want to feel that spark, the adrenaline, the drive, the want to create and feel something and yet I feel like a broken pencil tip, a dull razor blade, because I don't feel anything [...]

By | 2017-01-11T00:21:55+00:00 January 11th, 2017|Uncategorized|Comments Off on I don’t feel creative


I have too many questions and no answers; that's what life is about. I remember sitting in elementary school in the fifth grade, quietly raising my hand hoping that I would get called on, because I knew I had the right answer. It was devasting when Mrs. Gumbs called on someone else, because I knew [...]

By | 2016-12-15T21:48:35+00:00 December 15th, 2016|Uncategorized|Comments Off on Questions

When Thoughts Fly

My thoughts fly. 57. Coffee. 2000. Sometimes they crawl into the crevices of my heart, those words, feelings, truths and I want to hide from the rush of adrenaline. If I can't see you, you can't see me. Logic is something that we use when it's convenient. Emotions have capes that allow them to fly [...]

By | 2016-11-22T13:22:05+00:00 November 22nd, 2016|Uncategorized|Comments Off on When Thoughts Fly


  I don't like to weigh myself because numbers are depressing. When I was in high school I ranged from weighing 110 lbs to 120 lbs. I was super skinny. People used to ask me if I ate. And I did eat, I was just anxious all the time and eating was a challenge. I [...]

By | 2016-11-06T17:14:10+00:00 November 6th, 2016|Uncategorized|Comments Off on Pants