Natalia Vela
Houston-based writer and artist.
A Letter Of Reminders To Myself On My Birthday
Let’s make this year a little different.
Maybe It’s Not Supposed To Be You
Knowing that you’re out there somewhere and not with me somehow feels like a loss, somehow feels like a death I’ve got to grieve.
7 Bone-Chilling Books To Cure Your Post Halloween Depression Syndrome
You can’t call yourself a horror fan if you haven’t read any of Lovecraft’s work.
9 Of The Most Chilling Stories From The Creepiest Stalkers In History
Sending her letter after letter, the actress lived in fear for her life. He would write that if it wasn’t him, he had friends that could kill her, and that upon his release he promised he would find her and finish what he started.
This Is The Kind Of Guy You Should Never Give Your Heart
Don’t give any of yourself away to the guy you only hear from on weekend nights after the bars have closed down. Don’t give your heart to the guy who waits to text you when he’s bored on Wednesday night.
7 Of The Creepiest Books To Scare You This October
Gerald’s Game by Stephen King. If you haven’t already watched the film adaptation on Netflix, then hold off until you have read the book. You will not regret doing so. This stands out as one of the biggest mind fucks of all time.
To The Guy I Should Have Given A Chance To
I want you to know I would do things differently now. I wouldn’t be so cynical, I wouldn’t close myself off the way I did, I wouldn’t have doubted your intentions, I wouldn’t have refused to believe that maybe I deserved more than all I had ever known.
No, I Do Not Want To Meet Up While You’re In Town
I’m convinced it gives you some sort of satisfaction to see how much you can manipulate strong and beautiful women like me.
If You’re Reading This, I Miss You
You’ve always been there. Treading the shallow waters of my consciousness. Never straying too far from land.
What It’s Like To Fall Out Of Love When You Have Depression
They lay a finger on you and you shudder. They call you “babe” and it used to make you feel warm, but now all you can think about is how you don’t want to hear that come out their mouth anymore.
I Know You’re No Good For Me, But I Want To Be Back Beneath Your Sheets
I’m thinking about your bottom lip, about how tender it felt between my teeth. I’m thinking about your mouth, about how it stopped my world, how it got me high, how I never wanted to come down.
I Don’t Regret Being The Other Woman
It hurt. Doing this hurt. Caring about him hurt. Being his friend hurt. Loving him hurt. Letting him go for a final time, letting him go in all seriousness hurt. And I still am not sorry, I still wouldn’t take any of it back.