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Vul•ner•a•ble (adj.)

I have been hurt. I know what it feels like to scream. Not crying, sobbing, or that cry-yell thing we all do; pure screams, coming out of a black hole in the middle of my chest vibrating with anger, hurt, and confusion. I know what it feels like when there is a gaping hole in…

C’Est La Vegan

I get a lot of grass jokes. Don’t get me wrong—I think they’re funny, and I am almost always the first to poke fun at myself. But, folks, I eat more than leaves. Vegan food can actually be yummy…yes, how shocking. Another thing I get a lot of is this: when did you become vegan,…

Back in Business

I know. I know, I know, I know. It’s been a hot minute since I posted last. The whirlwind that has been the past few weeks is finally beginning to die down, and I am happy to say that I am back in business. Ah, where to begin? Between saying goodbye to friends, packing my…

I Am Insecure

I don’t know if this is something someone blogs about. I don’t know if it’s too personal, too weird; something people will look at just to snort irritatedly and look away, or to subsequently stick a label on me. But I started this blog with the intention of communication. I want to be able to…

See-You-Soon’s

It appears as if we as a society have deemed that goodbyes no longer exist. With every parting of ways these past few weeks, the term goodbye has become exceedingly scarce. At least this is what I’ve noted; instead of using the age-old term “goodbye,” we have consciously thrown it out for the much lighter…

Major Changes

I write to you now from the window seat of row 8 on an American Airlines flight to San Diego. I am one day away from my eighteenth birthday, about to meet one of my two roommates for the first time, be her guest for a few days, but not before spending three days at…