This is The Ailene.

Heh.

It’s a strange thing, how you can love somebody, how you can be all eaten up inside with needing them — and they simply don’t need you. That’s all there is to it, and neither of you can do anything about it. And they’ll be the same way with someone else, and someone else will [...]

Another emo post. You’ve been warned.

It occurs to me that I keep my emotions tightly sealed almost all the time. “How are you?” people ask. And I have mastered the art of just keeping the lid on and replying with a well-practiced smile. I’ll let a very carefully measured trickle of joy come out, but all they’ll hear is, “I’m [...]

Unguarded. Painful. Real.

And then there are those days when I just want to overflow with apologies. If I’ve ever made you feel awkward in my presence. If I made you feel unwanted, unloved, unvalued. If I ever made you feel like your opinions didn’t matter. If I ran right over you with my loud opinions and my [...]

Oh make-up, oh make-up.

It all started in New York (like all my stories do), and the pricess look of horror on my godmother’s face when she saw my make-up kit. “What’s that?!” Like she saw me take out the stinking corpse of a dead rat. “You don’t even have brushes!” I think that if she could, she would [...]

The Sketch-A-Day Challenge

This one’s for all my artist loves, who have the enviable talent of being able to sketch what’s on their minds. Actually, my idol Rica Camacho-Billano (her of the awesome Playphonics), just asked us on Twitter to give her five ideas for her 100 Days of sketching, and here are the five I thought of: [...]

At this moment.

It’s raining outside, and I’m letting Sondre Lerche sing my brain into relaxation. He is singing about this man, “his own tragic mirror.” And it sends me into flights of fancy. It also, because all things lead me back to the City these days, reminds me of walking along uptown 86th Street on a dark [...]

An honest woman asks.

Is joy something you fight for? Or something you just have? If I am to have joy, do I need to guard it, protect it? Or is this one of those don’t-strive kind of things? You know how some Christians say it: if you’re fighting for it then you’re trying too hard and then it’s [...]