Xavier.

Who is Xavier, more so, what is Xavier? Xavier is a supernatural entity that finds a way into even the strongest of minds. Acting upon repressed urges and hidden thoughts, a Xavier finds his way into the heart, and into the boudoir.

Memory Lapse In Unfamiliar Terrain.

Is this true? Did Shakespeare know of the falsified reality we would be living? How do we know when memories end and reality truly begins, for there are things that you cannot forget even though you wish that you could.

Bullshit.

It hit me, and It hit me like a ton of bricks… like a steel beam to the head, like an opportune epiphany that allowed me to open my eyes and to find the inspiration I needed. It all hit me…

The time I was pursued by the police.

The bitter taste of espresso lingers in my mouth as it mixes with the nicotine. The two together from a taste like no other. Sitting on a rock looking out onto the vast beauty of Lake Ontario, I stare off into the distance and see the outline of the Toronto skyline. “I am so ready…

C’est la vie.

Waking up this morning fearful of the day ahead, I attempted to dress more socially conservative for my appointment. Removing the septum ring out of my nose, and pulling a light grey fisherman jumper over my head, I headed out to my first appointment with the therapist who would be performing an analysis on my…

A Higher plan.

When it all comes down to my moments of loneliness and desperation, I realize that I have only a select amount of people I can talk to. Losing people is difficult, for it seems that I have lost the person in my life that I could tell everything to, In fact did tell everything too…and find…

Thick as poison.

As I lay in bed replaying the memories that haunt my mind, I am stuck within this deep agonizing pain in which I have associated with my past. The memories that once flowed so freely through my mind have now turned into poisons. These poisons fade deeper into my mind and route themselves through each…

Worrying the wrong.

No matter how much help you provide for someone, no one can really provide help but themselves. As a friend you can always be around for advice or for resources, yet in order to effectively get help they must do so with their own hands. Within my case once I noticed a problem, I immediately…

Stress leads to early alcoholism and grey hair.

Stress management has become something within my life that is growing to be quite difficult to handle. It seems as if this is a unified problem in which people my age are actively facing, yet we really have no one to blame but ourselves. Stress can be bought on by a variety of factors such…

Divergence of the heart yet blinded by the soul.

How is it possible to hate someone yet love them simultaneously? The two conflicting emotions both seem strong and overpowering yet they seem to weigh each other out. No matter all the faults this person might contain, you seem to overlook these and continue to live life as normal. I have not quite put my…

Stressed, Depressed, but still well dressed.

Today I finally came to terms with the inevitable, I am depressed.With a rapidly beating heart and heavy lungs, I entered the doctors office shaken and scared. I should not be facing this insecurity around going to the doctors office, for my family doctor has been my doctor since I was born, she was the…

Borken/cinnamon hearts and red onesies.

With a bag of cinnamon hearts by my side and my new onesie being worn, I sit down at my kitchen table and begin to write. I have been wracking my brain for inspiration within the last few days, but I feel as if I have lost my muse. Shoving a pound of cinnamon hearts…