Tuesday, March 31, 2015
Monday, March 30, 2015
I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have just come out with that, but I really don’t have much of a filter.
I'm finally going to live my dream. Without him but with his money. Because I deserve every dime I get for what he did to me.
Infact, I started writing my very first book about six months ago; a New Adult tale of gut-wrenching love in college. The kind of book that makes you ugly cry and root for the heroine while she does her own soul searching.
So, I am using myself as market research so you could say.
Hold on bitches, because it’s about to be a bumpy ride.
Tuesday, March 24, 2015
I’ve come from a privileged life and an even more privileged upbringing. My parents taught me right from wrong and everything in between… except I wanted the gray area. I wanted to live life on the edge with the possibility of falling over. I didn’t care about the consequences because I had no heart…
I left that on the floor of my parents’ bedroom door, shattered.
And never went back to pick up the pieces.
I learned the meaning of the word hate.
I learned that life is a battlefield and I stood frontline.
I learned that praying doesn’t work and God doesn’t listen.
And I learned how to be a man…
All at the receiving end of my father’s fists, my mother’s tears, and my sisters screams.
You can’t run away from your past…
It will always find you, especially when you’re asleep.
Warning: Book contains adult situations.
Sex/language. Mature readers only.