“I grab my skin, soft like play dough, and wish my nails could cut like scissors.”

This little black dress doesn’t hide imperfections. It shows off my soul.

Old habits die hard, so fill up my cup and let’s raise hell in heaven.

All smoke and mirrors, nothing concrete or real -Social Media

Consumed by darkness but drenched in warm morning sun. Life’s oxymoron.

Like water lies spill from my lips. Droplets of poison ready to kill.

Your body ebbs, flows, ripples, and glows like water. Don’t fear changing tides.

Vanilla ice cream melts down my wrist as my lips melt all over yours.

Shadows follow me the way a vulture stalks death. One small step ahead.

Twenty-six letters, infinite stories to tell, nothing comes to mind.

Double chin, Fat Thighs. Will you think about these things before your last breath?

Talk dirty to me like I’m a nun on her knees screaming hail Mary.

I wish the voices would pour from every orifice. Bleed from my bones and drain me of this illness.

Life gave me lemons, tequila, salt, and a knife. Death, you call the shots.

She was a siren, mythical and mystical but somehow still real.

Every freckle, mole, dimple, and scar, shine bright in my body’s constellation of stars.

Sticks and stones break bones but words ferment like poison. A slow, painful death.

Every evil, harm and suffering in this life comes from the love of riches.

The pain of problems is a call to find solutions rather than a reason for unhappiness and inaction, so it’s silly, pointless, and harmful to be upset at the problems and choices that come at you (though it’s understandable).

Anger is a poison. It eats us inside. We think when we hate someone we hurt them, but hatred is a curved blade, and the harm we do to others we also do to ourselves.

No harm can come to me since, in whatever happens, I see only the tender hand of Jesus.

People will accept your ideas much more readily if you tell them that Benjamin Franklin said it first. Perhaps it is impossible for a person who does no good to do no harm.

No matter what someone has endured, it doesn’t give them a license to be harmful to you.

There is no safe amount of radiation. Even small amounts do harm.

When you focus on directing your energy away from harm and toward healing, you feed the soul and starve the ego.