The 21-Year-Old Virgin: My Thoughts on Being a Virgin in My Twenties

"Take off all your clothes and

Baby, let me blow your mind"

Stroke God, Millionaire, Dance Gavin Dance

The birds and the bees. Bumpin' uglies. Goin' all the way. Doin' the deed. Gettin' lucky. Makin' love.

I, uh, can't tell you what that particular sensation is like, my friends. I mean, I hear it's quite lovely and many people have an enthusiastic outlook on the activity. I hear I'm missing out and god, I need to get laid already. I also hear it's only okay and I need to hold onto my virginity for dear life. Talk about mixed reviews, am I right?

Floral Days: My Spring Bucket List

"I'm wide awake, so what's the point of dreaming when your life is great?

Celebrate the feeling, celebrate the feeling"

Be Okay, Oh Honey

Why hello, spring! Yes, yes, the glorious spring equinox has arrived, so turn up for pretty flower days ahead. Days full of picnics, bright colors, and all things floral are now in our midst. The first day of spring has been full of rain for me, but I'm not going to let it get me down. The rainy days will pass, and I'll have days full of pleasant bits of sun flitting through the air. Spring is such a pretty time of year. The flowers bloom and green returning to the trees sparks up a little flair for adventure and achievement. Since I'm rather jazzed about the season, here's my bucket list of things I want to do!

A Spring Fashion Wishlist 2017

Spring is officially one week away, and I'm bursting! Like, dude, you don't even know. We were basically drowning here in California for all of February, so I'm begging for spring. We've been getting some beautiful sunshine the last two weeks, luckily. I've been able to shimmy my way into a few dresses and flirt with some sandals! I love the fashion of spring time because I'm totally a dress and skirt type of gal. Since I'm so jazzed about it, here's a little wishlist of a few bits I'd love to have for the season.

*None of the following images belong to me. They belong to their respective sellers.*

005: Tantrum

Freckles are embers

singed by bleeding indigo flames

from mouth unkind.

Charcoal falls, ash rains,

fist collides with the wall.

It burns from my knuckles.

It’s burning. Everything is burning.

I am burning.

Dense black and purple smoke

fills lungs, it tastes

bitter on the tongue.

A flash in my eyes,

I scream unkind with

bleeding indigo flames.

...

004: Light

I turn on a light

and flecks speckle air -

flitting, glinting, charming

in my aura. [brightening]

In white palm, I take them,

pale gold, sparkling,

and crush them to

glittered dust

I run over my body.

I twirl the coy ribbons

flirting in the air

around my finger,

tingling warm, summer morning,

and weave them through my hair

so it looks like it

shines.

It is not gilding

if it is light, not gold.

Made of shadow, stroked

with light, I am dusk.

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