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As I type, I just released the biggest sigh of my life. My blog is my diary in which I allow readers to delve into my innermost thoughts. I can't hide from my truth. Life experiences often weigh me down with a spirit of
Last Wednesday, I woke up refreshed and in a strange, overly chipper mood. It wasn't the restful 10-hour slumber from the night before or the PayPal notifications chirping on my phone, signaling that my clients had paid their invoices. On this morning, I was happy just to be happy. I'm
Have you ever heard of the saying, “Do what you love and you will never work another day of your life again.”?
When you're passionate about what you do for a living, so passionate to the point where you cannot imagine any moment of the day without thinking about it. Your
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Whilst Shonda Rhimes basked in her Year of Yes, I endured a Year of No Sex. I cannot believe I actually typed that. I am not fearful of my sexuality, just uninterested in my parents reading about it. Just the other day, my dad
It started off as an easy $60 "promotional package" that somehow turned into $175 a month. Just like you, I too was suckered into paying an excessive amount for internet and cable, yet constantly struggling to find something good to watch.
Then one day, a kind soul showed me a way
In the midst of swapping our daily giggles, a good friend of mine revealed something extremely personal about herself in a Facebook message that hit close to home.
Her name has been removed for privacy concerns.
I was like, damn son.
I've been there. Consumed by life, neglecting the God forsaken hair growing
I saw this poorly worded and misspelled meme on Instagram and it reminded me of my life less than a year ago.
My stomach was constantly in knots like clockwork, every night at 4 a.m. just two hours before my incomplete newscast. Not to mention, my gastrointestinal system was programmed to
I'm 27 and still believe N'Sync will go on a reunion tour. My parents wouldn't pay for me to see them in concert. Not once, but twice were my boys in my city and I was at the house salty. (First time on Janet Jackson's Velvet Rope tour and again
We know how the saying goes, "the flesh is weak". It's our natural excuse to give credibility to reasons why we allow hidden desires to exercise authority in our lives. When we're caught being lustful, sex is typically the culprit. The thing is, lust isn't always sexual. The word is