“True” Friends

Entering my senior year, I’ve learned a lot about myself as well as others. I’ve become more outspoken over the past four years, and others just can’t seem to take it. I’m not that naive little girl that I used to be, and I’m quick to call someone out if I notice any unfair treatment. I’m always made out to be the bad guy just because I stay true to myself, and I’ve learned to protect my heart after many heartbreaks. Just like any other teenage girl, I’ve encountered those toxic people and realized just how fake they really are. They’ve been disguised as my friends all along. The ones who are supposed to look out for my well-being at all costs. They don’t. They just don’t. I’ve started to realize that they could care less about what’s going on in my life. Selfishly, in the most vuernable time in my life, I hear nothing from these so called “true friends”. Learning how to deal with this isn’t easy at all. Thankfully, some people actually have good intentions, and I know who actually has my back through tough times. With this being said, I have a new outlook on things once again. I can no longer wait around for respect. I WILL be respected, and if my so called “true friends” don’t like that…. Well they can get it over. I’m going to start doing unto others as they’ve done unto me. If you want my hospitality, then show me some back. I refuse to be upset over pity problems and useless drama. I cannot be treated like I’m nothing any longer. My opinion DOES matter and I’m going to share it. Hurting my feelings may be a thrill for you and putting down my ideas must be a full time job. Sorry, it doesn’t work that way anymore. I can stand on my own just fine so if you treat me badly, don’t expect me to be okay with it. One thing I will not be is a last choice either. If you want to walk out of my life and ignore me, I will gladly hold the door for you. I need to be surrounded by people who are on my side instead of constantly trying to tear me down. I will not bow down to someone who thinks they’re the boss of me. NOONE bosses me around. I do what I want when I want. My outlook on life is clearer, and my mind is stress free because I realize my importantance. Those “true friends” I’ve met in high school won’t really matter after graduation. Those few that actually treat me with love, compassion, and loyalty. I thank you all for that. Your friendship means more to me than you’ll ever know. For those “true friends”, I really have no words for someone who doesn’t value my friendship or love me for who I am.   





Simply God’s Opinion


In the recent case of events, I figured what better to be my next post, than what I believe about whats going on in our country. So in case you haven’t guessed it yet, our topic for today is the Supreme Court decision on gay marriage. In the past 24 hours, it has been the hottest topic on social media. It is something everybody has an opinion on. But rather than post my opinion, I figured it would be better to post God’s.

Leviticus 20:13 is a pretty straight forward verse, it says, “If a man has sexual relations with a man as one does with a woman, both of them have done what is detestable. They are to be put to death.” I had to do a little work with this verse, I didn’t know what detestable meant, so in case you were wondering like I was, here’s the Webster’s dictionary definition. Detest…

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Living With A Broken Heart

All of us girls have had that experience with him. By “him”, I mean the guy that will always have my heart. The one that was my world, my happiness, my everything. Still not a day goes by that he doesn’t cross my mind. They say time heals all wounds, and sometimes I believe that’s true. I have my days where it doesn’t hurt like it used to, but then I also have those days where I feel lost and hopeless. I wake up on some particular days and realize he’s not here. He won’t be there for me ever again. It almost feels like I can’t breathe, and today is one of those days. The guy that was once my world walks past me in that crowded school hallway like I’m a stranger. The guy that knows all my secrets, fears, and dreams pushes me aside, and I still find it in my heart to love him. I waited so long for him to come back that I drove myself insane. He thinks everything is fine and that I’m not effected by the things he’s done, but I’m still secretly drowning. Secretly missing him while he shows off his new girlfriend right in front of me. Secretly carrying this weight. Faking a smile and carrying on my day as if he means nothing to me anymore. I convinced myself that I was okay for so long that now I’m back to square one. Right where I was on the day that he left without a warning. It’s been long enough that I’m expected to feel nothing. I’m expected to just “find another one” as my family and friends say like they’ve never lost someone special to them. I find myself missing him every single day. It’s tiring. I long for those random snapchats and text messages that he’ll send out of nowhere. They brighten my day, but they also give me false hope. Because after one random conversation, he goes back to acting like I never meant anything to him. Maybe I didn’t. Maybe I was the only one who was actually in love. He had every opportunity to come back, and he didn’t. I think many girls can relate to this situation. For all the smart, beautiful, heartbroken girls out there, hang in there. Our knight in shining armor has got to be somewhere out there. I tell my story to hope that others don’t feel alone like I have. We all wish that the one we love the most would just come back, but maybe God has another plan for us. On my weakest days, prayer is the only thing that gets me through. So please always remember you’re gorgeous, he was dumb to leave you. You gave him everything, and he wasn’t man enough to stick around. Now he may act like he realizes what he’s done, but he’ll never actually know how I’ve felt. The pain is still here, and I can’t wait for it to go away. For now, I have to stick it out and pray for strength, and I encourage any girl that’s dealing with this to do the same. The fact that I have to see him all the time with my replacement is a pain that I can’t even describe, but I’ve gotten pretty good at faking it. I’ll probably never have it all together, but I do know that he walked out on someone who was willing to love him forever. I’ll never understand the excuses he’s made for himself, and he’ll never truly understand what he lost. All he had to do was stay. 

The Girl that is still dealing with it.

When You Can’t Let Go of the One Who’s Bad for You


Your heart’s in a million pieces, glued together carelessly and terribly. You can’t control these feelings of anger, hurt, betrayal, and you think you’re okay because you’re angry- being angry helps. Being angry lets you feel more powerful, more competent. Being angry lets you feel you’re in control of yourself once again.

And then you turn into putty once he messages you, or simply snapschats or post something up on social media.

You start to cry, you start to reminisce and you start to feel weak and powerless and stupid again. He was everything to you and you gave, literally, everything to him. You thought this was going to be serious, a serious commitment, a serious relationship where just because a person cannot be your career advisor while she’s in school doesn’t mean this can’t work out. You gave him more chances than he should have received, and even though…

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7 Reasons Being Single, Isn’t As Bad As Everyone Thinks.

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“When are you going to get a boyfriend? Are you just not looking for one? Are you too picky? You’re probably too picky? Don’t you get lonely? It must suck being single?”

Beeeeeep* Wrong.

Perhaps it’s not the right time for me? Hell, for all you know maybe I want to focus on my career? Or maybe, just maybe… I don’t want one?

All my single ladies, can I get an amen up in here? *Cue Beyonce

It’s funny how women are constantly pestered with these questions, as if we are on a mission to find love. Another common misconception is that, to be single is to be sad, to be lonely, to be a crazy cat woman surrounded by cats. I don’t mean to disappoint anyone but I do not own any cats and I most certainly am not crazy… well for the most part.

Of course, we aren’t…

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Here’s to You


Here’s to the girls… Now guys, don’t check out just yet, I promise it’s not what you’re expecting. So, here’s to the girls that are drop dead gorgeous. To the girls that have that “perfect” body. To the girls that get every guy, every single time. To the girls that are beyond intelligent. To the girls that manage to somehow get the perfect messy bun. To the girls that have the cutest clothes, and the shoes to match. To the girls that everybody loves to be around. To the girls with the gift to sing, or the ones that are actually artistic. To the girls that seem to have their lives completely figured out and put together. To the girls that are everything I wish I could be. To the girls that are the reason for my daily sin.

Jealousy. It’s gotten the best of all of us at one…

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