The Graffiti You Read While Sitting at the Bus Stop

Hello! Thank you for visiting my blog. I am a writer, a dancer, and a survivor. Period.

When you are sitting at a bus stop, what do you normally think about? Do you think about your day, your family, your life in general, or just people-watch as the world flies by? This blog is about actual events in actual lives portrayed by a woman who has seen many things while sitting at the bus stop. She will have traveled, loved, hated, laughed, cried, and almost died by the time you read each story. Any teenage girl going through trials and tribulations in their lives that make them feel lonely, afraid, hurt, betrayed, or even just depressed with out knowing a real reason can read this blog and know that they aren’t the only ones that feel this way. I am hoping a young woman who cuts herself to release her pain can see there is release through writing or just by knowing some one else can relate. Maybe by reading about the emotional roller coaster every teenage girl goes through they won’t have to try find alcohol that night to cope with the pain. Praying that at least one girl can read my blog and think that she can, and will, wake up tomorrow to face a new day. There is a lot of drama to unfold, but each individual situation is followed by a way some one overcame what would have been their demise.  I hope  you enjoy this blog, and feel free to comment.


One response to “The Graffiti You Read While Sitting at the Bus Stop

  1. Hello there 🙂
    I’ve enjoyed your posts and i’ll be finding my way back for more of them!
    While sitting at the bus stop… Truly thought-provoking.

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