I wrote this poem. It’s kind of a shitty one, but it’s how I was feeling. There once was a time when a girl met a guy He shared his world to her completely. A girl made a promise “I won’t fall, no lovers” For his heart was tied to another’s. A girl fought back … More Poetry #5
As I have mentioned in the past, I am a graduate student. I recently held a phone interview for life insurance where the woman asked me what my net worth was minus debt. My response “umm zero? or do you allow for negative numbers?” When she proceeded to ask my annual income, she stopped mid … More Thrift Installment Series #2: Name Brands on a Budget
Can you fall in love in a coffee shop? An aroma like no other fills the air around you as you sit staring at the book in front of you. You have succumb into your imaginary world as you glide through pages of words. Thirsty, you look up. A man is sitting across the … More Narrative #6: Coffee Shop
Like that Ironic title? Yeah same. Cheating is the absolute end all for all things trust. I have been cheated on three times in my lifetime. All three times left me at a low. I hated myself, blamed myself, looked at myself in the mirror and tore my looks apart. I didn’t know how to … More Narrative #5: A beautiful world of cheaters
I have this crazy, abnormal fear of mustard. Ok it’s not necessarily a fear, it is more of an utter disgust for it. Let me start off by saying I have never liked mustard. My brother use to inhale bologna and mustard sandwiches like he was packing for hibernation. I, on the other hand, chose … More Dijon, English, German, Creole, Honey, Ballpark….
1. Driving the car “Did you check your fluids?” This is the question I get every time I leave home to head back to Philadelphia. My dad is a car person, he grew up tinkering with cars, he can build a car from the ground up- in fact has done just that. I remember the first … More Five things I learned from my Dad
Another quote I wrote. I enjoy being inspired by the photos I have taken. Here is a sunset in the fall of the Philly skyline from Camden. I think that we should realize, every morning we wake up we are given a new blank canvas to create our life upon. Every day we have a … More Blank canvas
Sometimes I think to myself: why do people always seem to be “waiting” for something? They wait to fall in love. They wait for a certain season, a certain day of the week. Why are we missing out on the here and now because we just “can’t wait” for the future? Everyone wants a dream, … More A world of waiting, but what about living?
Skateboarding: Quench your own hunger It’s grinding with no binding The street is calling -Courtney Ras
I wear my heart on my sleeve. I wear it for all to see. I wear my heart on my sleeve. My vulnerability. I have been hurt and cheated, but it still beats strong. I wear my heart on my sleeve. I wear it for all to see. I wear my heart on my sleeve, … More Poetry #3: Vulnerable
Adventures of a Wayfarer 