Take Your Broken Heart, Turn It Into Art

recently found myself at the Heartbreak Hotel. Not really sure how I ended up there again, but I'll spare you all the dumb details of what I managed to figure out. I still have a few lessons to learn, apparently.

I rose up from the dead, I do it all the time.

I recently wrote a blog for the National Coalition Against Domestic Violence. I was apprehensive at first, and terrified for reasons most won't understand. But at the end of the day, this feels right, and I want to share my story in an attempt to help others realize theirs is not over.

Wheels Are Turning…

I've been thinking about my blog. For the record, I hate the word blog, mainly because it's so LA, and everyone's a fucking blogger in this city. But it being so focused on the aspect of dating in LA has started to irk me. I used to get amusement out of my dates- I thought,... Continue Reading →

Just Nod If You Can Hear Me

SO. I've been MIA. I know, I launched this thing and then said "just kidding" and disappeared. My life has sucked beyond the telling of it lately. I won't bore you all with all of the leaden details, but for one, my brother died in early July and I just have not been feeling uber... Continue Reading →

Wine Country

Ahhh wine country. It's a place Californians know and love. A place where one goes to take a vacation, long weekend, or day trip to just relax and drink some of the best vino this corner of the United States. To some, however, it's a reminder of the douchebaggery that coincides with living in Los... Continue Reading →

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