Someone recently shared my blog with the caption that I ‘speak the truth.’ While it is very touching that she would say such kind words, it got me thinking. Do I really speak the truth, my truth? Sometimes, sure. But it’s rarely the whole story. I censor and edit because I know exactly who is…… Continue reading Tell me true
Let’s talk about crushes. More specifically, let’s talk about heart-wrenching, soul-destroying, all-consuming unrequited crushes. You know the type (or else I’m just out here sounding like a crazyperson).I’ve had mad crushes on people for as long as I can remember. There was Grade School Steph, tragically and hopelessly in love with the beautiful, popular boy…… Continue reading Crush it
Clearly I like to write about my feelings. I have eleventy billion journals floating around my apartment — some written in, others just sitting there and judging me with their sad, blank pages. There’s something about putting pen to paper that has always felt right (and always will), something no amount of page views or likes…… Continue reading Pen-t up
I admit: I have a few bad habits — and no, I’m not talking about my affinity for drinking and swearing. I quite like those habits, thankyouverymuch. I’ve been giving some thought lately to one such habit in particular, and the way it has bled into all different aspects of my life: I can be a bit indecisive. We…… Continue reading Choose your choices
Sometimes, this blog writes itself. Because the internet is weird, and I like sharing weird things, these are some of the search terms people use to find me. In related news, I am now rethinking every fucked up thing I’ve ever typed into Google. Apologies to the people on the other end of those searches.You. Are. Welcome.
Ruh-roh. Steph likes someone, which means the blog posts are getting scarcer because said someone may or may not have found the blog (I can see search terms, whomever ‘Stephanie stoop blog’ may be … just sayin’). Looks like it’s time to dredge up some old messages! I’ve touched base on the shenanigans people send via OK…… Continue reading Use your words
I was hanging out on the stoop with Tindude™ on Monday night, drinking as usual. We’re in that early get-to-know-you stage where I still seem normal and sweet (he’s going to see this blog eventually, so it’s not like I can hide the scary shit forever), but time + wine + my penchant for talking toodamnmuch…… Continue reading Pack your bags