but your dreams may not

It’s not time to make a changeJust relax, take it slowlyYou’re still young, that’s your faultThere’s so much you have to go through Can’t relax. Can’t take it slowly, THAT’S my fault. Okay, new plan, Team. (If you can stand it. I know I’m a lot:) I’ve been really, really low since the summer ofContinue reading “but your dreams may not”

poem for friday which was originally for tuesday

(because i am trying to believe:) 1. that i can still be a poet (because my teacher took notes last night and emailed me after our phone call and the subject line read YOUR JOB) oh, thank goodness. someone else tell me, please. YOUR JOB, DANIELLE ELISE, DANIEL ELTON, DANI WITH NO “Y.” Believe ThatContinue reading “poem for friday which was originally for tuesday”

is law & order: svu my favorite show?

(short answer: yes. 100 fucking %) LONG ANSWER: During every period of my life when I have been massively, capital-D DEPRESSED, Law & Order: SVU has been there for me. It started with all those weekend USA marathons. (You know the ones.) The first time I was super Not Okay, I couldn’t sleep in aContinue reading “is law & order: svu my favorite show?”

trying to explain (kind of like a poem)

(this is what it is, i think:) my heart feels like there’s a crack in it. (barf. sorry.) i feel broken, do you know how that feels? do you know how it feels to believe there is something wrong with the very foundation of you? that this thing- this thing that hurts, that bites- goesContinue reading “trying to explain (kind of like a poem)”

blogging for when you need to stave off a nervous breakdown

(I know it’s late. I’ve just had Dr. Pepper this time, I promise.) Tonight was going to be super cool. Last month I bought not just a ticket, but a VIP TICKET to see Patton Oswalt- my favorite comedian- on a livestream show. How awesome, right?! The chance to see my favorite comic for theContinue reading “blogging for when you need to stave off a nervous breakdown”

the truth is not cowardice

CW for trauma and suicidal ideation. Go gently, good hearts. I remember almost everything about the day I met the first person I ever loved. It was my second or third rehearsal with the Georgia Renaissance Festival and I was sixteen and excited out of my mind to be PROFESSIONALLY ACTING and I was onlyContinue reading “the truth is not cowardice”

big kid, you are beautiful

CW: Internalized fatphobia ahead. Guard your hearts, you angel creature. Long story short: I couldn’t go back to volunteering at the aquarium this morning because I don’t have any black pants that fit me anymore. And it’s hard to not feel like some moral failure over that stupid fact. It’s hard not to feel likeContinue reading “big kid, you are beautiful”