: About Me

I am a young adult, living in the Lake Charles area where I was born but have not always lived. I currently attend a local college where I am majoring in psychology. It is my aspiration to become a doctor of psychology.

My parents encourage me in my pursuits and help me in any way they can. I am very fortunate. I am able to continue to find myself, who I want to be, and grow as an individual due to thier support.

I have lived alot for such a young person due to the options they have given me. My many experiences with others, even in other countries, and my sense of empathy for them inspires me in many ways.

Even though my dreams have changed over time, I continue writing as an outlet for my emotion. I feel and live with my heart, and saddly not always with my head. I make many mistakes and then I write about it.

My passion is ...

Learning more about human nature.

I know too much about ...

The human body, and all the little things that can go wrong

My parents always told me ...

I was agumenitive and stuborn

My childhood ambition ...

Before I wanted to write, I wanted to dance.

My favorite memory ...

Reading "killjoy" for the second time with my best friend.

Why I write ...

It's really the only way I can express myself. Sometimes my writing tells me how I'm feeling before I even know

What I am reading/watching/listening to ...

I love reading the classics. Right now "the Poe Shadow" by Mathew Pearl for the thousandth time. But i also like to have fun so i listen to music more like hinder, green day, the killers, & dashboard confessional

My first job ...

My first real job is a sales person at wired up names. They have a website. just add .com

My best moment ...

When I got in my first semester.

My inspiration ...

People, places, love, pain, exhaustion, enthusiasm....life and all of it's quirks.

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Suicide

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You just love to make me the fool. You can't wait to point out my mistakes. Even when I'm fighting, truly trying, Always...It never ends. Tale tales of failure, & swear it's going to be me. It's your opinions that matter. All I can think about is my true drive. Longing, to be fearless. Fantasy of death. Knowing suicide would be wrong... But thoughts of my blood spilling consumes. Watching the gore. I've lived it out in my mind. One thousand different ways. Still thinking of more. But how to explain them in a single letter? I write out my pain. Then can seal it with blood. Understand my tra...

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