Abandoned until I can edit all stories!
A dyslexic, depressed, damsel in distress learning how to write for the first time in her life. I want to grow with the world, I want it to see me in all my glory, so here I am!
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Chicken Feet Are Hard To Eat
Shattered glass and bottles surrounded her naked form. The tops of her feet started bleading, blood pooling by her toes before painting the white tiles red. Del looked up, closing the broken medicine cabinet doors in front of her.
Who cares what other people think? Do what you want, commit to the dream. Maybe that’s death, or living in strife. Don’t think of the pain you might cause them for life.
Cats in a Dollhouse
A breeze shifted the world before her. Dead leaves floating about, twisting and twirling in a dance that looked like little whirlpools on the pathway. Amused by the sight, Del skidded her feet across the dirt road, kicking up dust as she started to jog the length of the property.
The Abused Becomes the Abuser
I’ve lived with my abuser all my life, and I’ve been too scared to talk about it. A video on tiktok made its way to my for you page that opened a vault I forgot about. It made me realize I do have a story to tell, and that I need to talk about it to heal.
Let’s Have An Orgasm
It’s wild to me that plenty of people still think it’s normal to orgasm from penetration alone! If you can, I’m j e a l o u s because you’ve got it easier than most! It’s actually more rare to, and most need full clitoris stimulation to achieve that. I read on google that "of those that claim they can have purely vaginal orgasms, 90 percent of them say they have to be on top".
A Wild Rat Hurt My Heart
Warning - Poor Dead Rat :( Let me start with, I am very upset that I used Borax to kill the ants infesting the garden. It happened because I failed to pay attention to the 2L plastic bottles I used as mini greenhouses on my crops. I didn’t rinse the bottles, and in no time, there was a colony of ants swarming my garden box. I did this weeks ago, and as carefully as I could to make sure this wouldn’t happen. I blamed my mom since she was the last one to put it out, and naturally she blamed me back. Either way, I put it out in the first place and didn’t discourage my mom. I pretended that nothing was happening. That I wasn’t killing hundreds of ants just because they were in and around my stuff. There are natural ways to repel ants, and after this incident, my mom hasn’t used chemicals since. I didn’t even say anything, but I see that she’s trying. She said she searched it up and used a few methods so far! I love her.
Hurting Myself vs Hurting Mother Earth
Being raised first generation Filipino-Canadian, I was subject to a similar upbringing as those in the Philippines—minus the third world country part. My mom was raised by her siblings. Youngest baby of a family of 5 sisters and 1 brother. My grandma was in a coma for the first 7 years of my moms life. She was fed rice water at birth and was fed chewed-up rice starting at 3 months old. As long as you survive off of what you can afford, you’re living and doing okay, especially when you're barely making ends meet. This is why being truly healthy and zero-waste (and other thoughtful forms of living where you’re respecting everything around you all the time) is a privileged lifestyle to live. Most are never taught to even respect themselves, so how can they respect others and Mother Earth?
I Know I Have Daddy Issues
A few months ago, an Uber driver asked me about my father. He sounded to be of middle eastern descent, and being that my name is Fatima, he started questioning me. Nothing I wasn’t used to, the common “oh fatima, lady fatima!” or “my sister's name is fatima” and my favourite, the “that’s why you’re so beautiful” line. After talking for three minutes, Mr. Uber Driver said he was fascinated with psychology and that I should find my father. There were a few more sentences in there, but regardless, it was an odd and quickly paced conversation—as if our 15 minute ride wouldn’t be enough time for him to tell me the secrets of the universe.