Honesty Honestly.

A girl with a lot of thoughts.


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Why am I holding on too tight?

On Honesty Honestly.

For the first time ever my consistent dreams are making sense to me.

They have been giving me clarity, warning me.

But I am not listening why?

It is the fear of not doing what I should that is holding me back.

What it could be holding me back from is what scares me.


On Sesquipedaliophilia

Reading what I've written is one of the most psychologically damaging trials I've undertaken. Does your own voice always sound cliche? Read back, played back, doesn't matter. I find myself trite every time I re-examine.

Why? Do I relive the intent and nuance intended behind the writing, unable to construct an original reading?

All my high school essays were first drafts.

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