A Letter From Your Scorpio Ex-Girlfriend

so you found someone. found her when you were still waking up in the middle of the night kissing my face, actually. would you run back...

What If I’m Actually The Bad Friend?

By Liz Rae Updated September 29, 2020 By Liz Rae Updated September 29, 2020 I message you for the hundredth time. My message remains left unread. I wait,...

Let Yourself Walk Away From A Love That Doesn’t Deserve You

Sometimes, you have a gut feeling that it is time to walk away from someone you care about, but part of you is still craving closure....

On Making Peace With Endings

I have a tendency to hold on too tightly, to people, to places, and to moments, stretching out all of the goodness until the final breaking...

A Story About The Neighborhood

Pushing open the doors, a gray overcast sky greets me, poking in between the colds to create space are the houses, A-frame ticky-tacky colorless comfortable shelters...

These Are The Stories We Will Tell About 2020

When we are asked about this time, we will tell them about how our stovetops were always dirty, and how much we cooked. We will tell them...

When Grief Changes Us | Thought Catalog

As you wake up, for just one split second, your mind jumbles your dreams with reality, leaving you unable to distinguish between what is “real” and...

I Hate You, Don’t Leave Me

I understand it now, why hurricanes are named after people. You blew into my life, a whirlwind of epic proportions. And in the middle of it...

I Would Have Done Anything For You To Be The Person You Promised You...

It’s late, our watches creeping towards midnight and we’re stumbling through a quiet, residential part of North London; I don’t remember how we arrived here but...

Where Do You Find Your Inspiration?

Ευπρόσδεκτη; welcome, welcomed, appreciated, palatable “Where do you find your inspiration?” He was from Greece, he said, here on a business trip with his sister. He had kind...

When The Time Is Right

I want you to listen to me clearly – things do not get better straight away. They always take time. Moving on from hurtful experiences can take days,...

I Was A Living Heart-Eyed Emoji For You

The waitress asked, “Can I get you two anything else?” If only waitresses were genies who could grant wishes. From the start the menu read “crash and...

Me, Him, And A Few Other Things I’m Admittedly Afraid Of

I stopped taking Xanax some time ago. But inside my purse, I’m carrying the last two. Just in case, I thought the day I put them...

If I Was Less Of A Girl, And More Of A Woman

I’m spinning drunk, spinning dizzy. Picking at hangnails like I can dig my way to you. I would bite your neck if I could leave my...

All Of The Things Which I Do Not Miss

Cigarette smoke. That nicotine-stained thumb. Your second-hand mouth. The purple staining the skin under your eyes. How I swore the violet would stain my fingers if...

Maybe I’m Not Very Good At Understanding Love—But I Do Know This

Maybe I’m not very good at understanding love, after all. But I do know that I love the way the sun diffuses rays of yellow, orange,...

One Year Of You

June It wasn’t love at first sight with him but familiarity – the kind that only deepened the more our paths crossed, like walking on uncharted territory...

Everything And So Much More

Maybe we’ve got it all wrong. Maybe the right person isn’t the one who agrees with everything that we say or tells us tiny white lies...

Don’t Read The Last Page

I traced the letters of your skin to form the sentences I wanted to hear from you, and my ears sung along as the story I...

Goodbye July, Hello August | Thought Catalog

July, you were a whirlwind of experiences and emotions and as I watch you leave I am left with lingering emotions you have left me with...

That June | Thought Catalog

That June I started Prozac and it made me really cranky. Exotic heat trapped my pores with dirt. I stood in the deep end of the...

7 Things To Do When It All Gets To Be A Bit Too Much

1. Anxiety Cardio. Admittedly, I copied the term from Caroline Calloway who I’m skeptical of but I really like her apartment and feel some empathy for...

I’ve Watched ‘I Love You’ Stretch Over The Atlantic

Tears reside in me like lost habits. I’m indulging in my wallowing and pastéis de nata. I know that if I allow one more teardrop to...

This Is What I Want You To Remember

I am pretty sure that my name is always written all over your body like notes. A day won’t pass that I am not in your...

If This Were My Book The Ending Would Be So Different

“Once he had told her something that she could not imagine: that amputees suffer pains, cramps, itches, in the leg that is no longer there. That...

Some Thoughts On The (Wonderful) Things I’ll Never Admit To Your Face

How you use my full name with such an infliction that I feel like some sort of celebrity or something. How you make me feel like...

December With You, January Without You

My body fights sleep. Waking up with your name on my tongue. These dark days between the holidays spent stagnant and silent. Friends are out of...

In My Phone Live Dreams Of Another Place

I spend the greater half of my time looking at real estate. In between meetings, in waiting rooms, on conference calls. I’m not in the market...

Just Another Casual Existential Crisis

I am inspecting myself in the mirror after my pee. I used to daydream about clothes like this, business casual, paralegal-type pinstripe suits and skirts and...

A Short List Of Things I Would Have Told You If You Would’ve Just...

1. My last name. I only learned yours because I saw your work I.D. and key card inside your truck when you were dropping me off...