Nonfiction

A rainy day in town, droplets falling onto the pale pavements of the dreaded city. One foot outside, it felt as if my blood had frozen. Half a body, my veins stopped pulsing.

I used to think my bucket list was to become famous, and sing, and act... not that a piece of my heart doesn't still want to do these things. But I have a new list, a new aspiration for my life. I want to travel.

I have always loved heights and climbing on everything. So when I saw a really cool aerial silks performance when I was ten, I knew I had to try it. Aerials are a form acrobatics do in the circus like trapeze, or kind of like gymnastics in the air.

As the years have passed my bucket list has exiled to bigger more exciting things like travling being  published and so one.

BLM
LOVE IS LOVE
NO HUMAN IS ILLEGAL
BEAUTY HAS NO SKIN TONE
END POLICE BRUTALITY
WE ARE ALL EQUALSPEACE ON EARTH
SCIENCE IS REAL
EQUALITY 
I CAN'T BREATHE

Trips to the store become exciting.

     When I was younger, I didn’t really have a bucket list. My dreams were things that were all easily accessible like doing well on a test or beating a certain video game.

I don't want to see you every day.
I like it better when you unexpectedly appear in places when I just happen to be there.
When you shout my name across a patio,
Not ashamed to be knowing little ol' freshman me.

1. I am a headstrong little animal, consistantly tugging, pulling, pushing, to get what I want. I don't settle.

Found in my Notes App:

Friend: *points to plain pasta* Do you have any cheese?
Me: Why would I have cheese?
Friend: Because you are you!

For an off the shoulder crop top put on a long-sleeved shirt upside down