Liz Rae
Entrepreneur traveling the world and writing about her escapades.
This Is How You Lose A Strong Woman
You lose a strong woman by treating her like a woman and not the force of nature she is.
Here’s How To Make The Most Of What Is Left Of 2016
With the rest of 2016, you can still tell someone you love them. We all have someone we still love and we haven’t told yet. 2016 can be the year that you took the chance to say how you feel.
I Like To Leave Because I Don’t Quite Know How To Stay
Maybe I leave because it’s easier to let people go than it is to let people close.
I’m Sorry I Couldn’t Save You From Your Addiction
I don’t think I could ever say I’m sorry enough times for not saving you when you needed it most.
For When You Feel All Too Small In This Big World
The world is massive, and there’s no denying that. But know that, even though there are millions of people in this world, you are connected to some of them. You were sifted from the dust that is situated around you and ignited from the flames of love, just like everyone else. You may think that you don’t know many people, but you are so connected to everyone you pass on the streets without realizing it. So if you feel alone, explore.
If You Have My Number, Please Use It
Because if you have my number, you have my friendship.
Here’s What To Do When You Think Of Going Back To Him
When you think of going back, start writing a novel, or a song, or film a movie or paint a canvas. Throw yourself into art, because art makes people crazy, and if you are trying to go back, you are too sane to realize how crazy life is when you stop trying to recreate the past and start creating a colorful future.
Please Don’t Forget Me
I hope that the next time you pick up someone from the airport
and you wait patiently, on the second level parking
and spot someone with the same green suitcase
You remember me.
I Will Never Reread What I Write
All artists know that
every form of art is reminiscent of a time, a place, and a memory
that is held deeply in our hearts, and it is easier to share it
with the world
than it is to relive the moment it was created
I Found You Again
I swear I deleted the messages, but
there you were.
I Don’t Owe You Anything
You don’t get the luxury of walking back into my life,
at 3:30 in the morning,
trying to claim something that was never yours.
We Are Starving, But We Are Artists
we are so in tune with the world and the world sings back to us
it sings to us through our pencils, our paintbrushes, our instruments, our film
it write us notes and it colors our canvases