Samantha Parrish

We all want to be a good, dependable friend. There are enjoyable aspects in the moments of camaraderie. But if a certain situation happens, there is a questioning in oneself to make sure that this person is cared for and loved. But if something changes, that causes doubt to the kindess we thought was enough. The question of, "Am I a good person?" comes up. I've had it happen to myself because I am a kind person, and I want what is best for my friends. When I had a friend that was having a bad time, I took it serious because I was chosen to be this person's help for guidance. Then in time, I felt terrible when I didn't want to help someone because I had my own problems to deal with or I see that this person was having a re-occurring problem that they may have to face on their own. If I see a social media update about their mental health or a text message saying the same problem. I would feel terrible that I couldn't help because I had to stay back.

Makeup is usually viewed as in different aspects depending on how makeup is used. Sometimes the cosmetic tools are used for a boost of confidence, a mask to put on and hide the other side and can't feel comfortable without the cover up. Sometimes it's a way to be someone else for a while, wearing some different shades to embody by a semi-transformation.

We've come to settle into a semi-comfortable status for our sanity, because we know the day will come when life can be taken off the pause button made by the pandemic.

My mother has been the one to introduce singers and bands to me as a young girl, to educate me on the songs she loves.

To We are revolutionizing with identity. There is no longer just two genders and it has to be that way, as if we have to stick with it. There is no sticking with assigned genetic gender. But we are who we are and that instinct can't be fought with the answer of genetics. Genetics don't have a meaning anymore, there's a difference between that an authentic true self.

I've always been a storyteller in any shape and form. From making up stories that happened at school to tell my grandmother. To my fanfiction days in my teenage years. I knew I had a purpose on this funny green rock we call Earth. My wondering mind was creating new characters, expanding on others, and exploring new ideas in any setting. Of all the characters I've created, ideas to expand on. I never thought that my first book would be about tattoo artists that maintain a side job pertaining to organized crime.