and before you swim you gotta be ok to sink.

For an aspirational English major... I'm pretty pathetic with words...

Maybe it's the overload of dry, formal academic essays that sucked it out of me. I don't know.. But here's to hoping I do better with psychology.

Ya know what else? No matter how many times I check the 'Remember me' box at sign-in... blogger never remembers me. Why is that?? That's pretty darn racist if you ask me..

Ok.. Just another thought for the day... in an epiphany-like moment.. the moment between fears and lies and loves and truths and solidified soliloquies...

---> I have to get to the place of realizing that I have nothing to lose--nothing I can truly call my own, nothing resulting from my own accomplishments, nothing intrinsically belonging to me--before I can be empowered to live. To truly live. To break free from all the confines of the things holding me back.

I'm sick of living life half-heartedly.

I wanna throw myself into the things that I do.

Fear is crippling

but i think i'm ok to sink.