aloha pops~

xoxoyourdaughter

  • day 5292: reflection

    this is not a letter, just a few thoughts i had the urge to scribe down. tw: heavy on the rape. read only if you have spoons.   it is funny where “it” still pops up. funny if you are… Continue reading

  • day 5133: lauded

    hi daddio. there is so much i need to update you on. for now, i leave you something my boyfriend- we shall call him the armenian- wrote about me. She is kind. She wants to help others. She knows how… Continue reading

  • day 4887: emotional labor

    we meet. you are nice and kind. i put your oxygen mask on before mine. i just met you, but i love you. give. give. give. give. give. give. give. give. give. give. give. give. give. give. give. give. give.… Continue reading

  • day 4831: come alive

    hi dad. who am i? i have gone twenty-two years just skating by without an answer. i have tried so very hard to fit in to my surroundings. to become what i thought i needed to be, not what i… Continue reading

  • day 4825: even more writings from the past (bonus)

    i believe this was from sixteen as well. anything in italics is something I edited for clarity. “I don’t love you. The matter of fact, I don’t want to love you. You see, love’s a word that’s been watered down throughout… Continue reading

  • Day 4758: Letter to Papa

    Papa was a Burner. It was his thing. The following letter and momentos are going with my cousin to Burning Man this year to be placed in the Temple in his memory. Thank you, Liv. Transcript of the letter: The death… Continue reading

  • Day 4745: Welcome to the Jungle

    I created this blog with the intention to use it as a healing mechanism and a safe space to jot down the feelings, thoughts, experiences of losing my father at nine years of age.  I am going through a personal transformation… Continue reading