RILEY QUINN FARMERY

I just put this update on my WordPress which I haven't used in years 4/30/2020 Hello everyone who may happen to see this now, I've moved...

12/14/13 Ode to Ex Lover/ Missing You: You had my heart. A tenderness in your face, your hands, your voice. Your name. You were my...

Why do I wait so long for things to get right? Our backs to each other, Those cold, sleepless nights. I guard my heart so closely it’s a...

This is the very first post I wrote on my WordPress blog as the intro, View from my window as I write this. Hello there! Welcome to my...

1/10/14 Not Quite You (A Collage Of Lovers): Why is it that dates and music are so closely linked to memories of people? That colors and...

5/7/14 After months of staring At a reminder that you’re no longer here Unanswered pleas for you to use that key and liberate me I...

Photo of me in Seattle taken by a friend of mine. The words of the song Quiet by MILCK have been playing in my head as I post this: “But...

This is the story of the amethyst geode, which lived in a corner for most of my life. Until it got dropped one day and cracked on its...

i wonder what sound would escape my lips if I let it or if it would even come out at all in my dreams when I need to the most i...

I do everything to keep you going The least you could do is show some respect- I don’t know how much more it will take For you to...

10/28/16 To any potential partner of mine, As they say in the movies, I’m like a walking time bomb. Or a complicated labyrinth. A car...

11/30/15 all of my love i give to my cat because I do not have to fear that he will leave me if I’m being clingy i can be vulnerable...

“Hold an ice cube in your hand. Let it melt. What did you notice as it melted?” I stood on the back steps of my mom’s house, ice cube in...

It’s corny and an oldie but the message is what matters. I had heard a story of someone I used to know who was sent to a rehab center for...

So, this happened last night. I hit 100 followers! I wanted to thank all of my readers for sticking around, and those of you who are...

From my Wordpress blog

It’s that time of year again.. A repost. 12/4/12 Fall: The crunch of leaves underfoot is always the worst. When the first sign of color...

there’s a place I like to sleep with curtains drawn tight glowing in the magenta light covers tucked under my chin, the mattress...

think of the girls living inside of glass walls, who have no privacy, who are watched from the halls some may live there for many...

And for some people, There’s hurt. Like dark secrets that weigh down on you, Many people you want to tell them to I share in this...