You’re a mess A disastrous tornado of overwhelming feelings and dirty laundry just whirling about creating an erratic dance of shame and...

Existence is just a series of long somewhat tolerable pauses Waiting for things to start Waiting to grow up Waiting for things to finish...

Give me your things I’ll keep them safe for you Pay me in the promise of emotional currency I.O.U’s and hearts And I’ll hold your things...

I thought you were there. Feeding off this thirsty search for relief like finding water in the desert from a visual distance Only to have...

I can only understand what is explained to me. I can only ask about the things I have trouble perceiving. I can feel and sync. You can...

I’ve been reading a lot A lot interesting material Material about “getting by” and “getting over” Standard stuff. Let yourself be sad....

I don't think you've met a woman like me before. Nice to meet you. No one is perfect. You will fuck up. I will fuck up. We're human. The...

I heard a song on the jukebox at the shitty bar I like to drink shitty beer in. I had never heard it before you showed it to me. And it...

Don’t call me baby. Don’t you dare call me baby. I’m serious. Don’t you dare fucking call me baby. Being that you haven’t used my actual...

The fastest way between two points is a straight line. The points in this case being where your journey begins and then (in theory) where...

We are told that we are born incomplete beings. We are told by songs, movies, TV, books, and the lens into other people’s fake lives that...

make sure to check back regularly for updates and brain droppings from Miss Bombshell.