Sabrina Jameson
Stories (7/0)
City Living
That’s the thing about this city. You can be so in love with it that it hurts, so in love with it that your stomach clenches and your head aches and your heart swells every time you return, but you can also hate it so much that it’s revolting, that you want to vomit every time you even think about returning, that your eyes fill with tears and that your breath quickens every damn time.
By Sabrina Jameson2 years ago in Fiction
Loosing My Mind (and Body)
The title to this work is dramatic. I'm dramatic, so I guess that it fits. But this is also somewhat of a rant. So, I'm obviously not going to go into a great amount of personal detail here (funny, because I spill all my mental secrets), but I do want to talk, so talk I will.
By Sabrina Jameson2 years ago in Confessions
I Don't Fear Failure. I Fear Success.
Nobody I know reads these, which I think is good because this has become a kind of a journal for me (and I guess all of you strangers who read this! Hi!). I think that it's the appeal that learning something personal about a stranger and telling a stranger your deepest feelings brings. So, hopefully you enjoy this brain spill, word vomit, chaos-filled article/journal entry.
By Sabrina Jameson3 years ago in Humans
- Top Story - April 2021
An Open Letter to Who I Used to BeTop Story - April 2021
To anyone reading this: This is a letter that I've decided to write to myself at this time last year, when we didn't know what the actual hell COVID-19 was going to bring in the coming months, or how serious this pandemic actually was. I remember that I was super unsure about what the next steps in our lives would be, and I remember just feeling like everything had flipped upside down, and that I just somehow had to deal with it. So, now that I've lived through whatever 2020 was, I wanted to write a letter to myself that I would've loved to have.
By Sabrina Jameson3 years ago in Humans
Not For Human Consumption
I think that I see Aphrodite in her, in the way that she dances and shakes her hips and flips her hair. I think I see the goddess of unfettered, undying love in the way that she looks at me and knows when to hug me and in the way she still gives me butterflies even though she's been dating me for a year and kissing me for two.
By Sabrina Jameson3 years ago in Poets