A Non-Traditional Poem & I’m Back?

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Hey everyone! February was a difficult month for me health wise, but I’m here and better than ever. I wanted to make my first post back a good one. I have been inspired to start writing again – love does this to you I guess – but not just any type of love. Unconditional love. When you know you are just so fucking happy. Finally.

So here is a poem that I wrote for my love. I will be updating you guys with upcoming videos and exciting things, I hope you all had an amazing February, 16 days until Spring everyone!


Love Is…
A Non-Traditional Poem by Ashley Markham

For Marcel,

Love is when you feel safe and calm because you know the other person would never cause you any harm.

Love is waking up in the morning and soaking in the last five minutes of cuddles and warmth before you drag yourself up and start the day.

Love is being saved, and never having to be lost again. To find yourself in another. To be whole.

Love is giving yourself to someone. To cherish and care for. Giving yourself to someone. To be nurtured, and to grow. Together.

Love is the feeling of pure bliss, when I look you in the eye and you’re still all I miss.


Please give any feedback on this poem, any and all will be graciously accepted.

Thanks for reading, see you in my next post!

EMBARRASSING STORIES: VIDEO INCLUDED

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Hello everyone and welcome back! Throughout my life I’ve been known to be the one always getting hurt. And it’s been a while since I did a storytime video, so I thought this would be a good place to start. These are some of my best stories.
A couple years back, I worked at the burger king downtown. Every friday and saturday night i worked until 4am. this was before any of my thyroid problems were diagnosed, but the symptoms were prominent and it was always extremely difficult for me to stay up this late. One evening, my good friends picked me up from work so I didnt have to waste money on a cab. As we were leaving, I was absolutely distracted by the thought of finally getting to bed. I guess I didn’t know my own strength, because I threw the front door open and it whacked me in the forehead so hard I saw stars and started to black out. Once I composed myself, I looked in the mirror and I had a literal egg forming on my forehead. My vision was cloudy, my thoughts were scattered, and at 4:30 in the morning they brought me to the emergency room. So much for going to bed. Luckily it was empty, and I got in right away because I gave myself a mild concussion and ended up having to go for a catscan to make sure no other damage was made.
The second story takes place when I was about five or six. My neighbors down the street were a pair of brothers from Jamaica. Amazing kids. *side note; this story happened the day I got my first swing set. On this day, coincidentally both of my front teeth were hanging by literal threads. The two boys came over to play with me, and my glorious swing set. I don’t know about you but when I was a kid I loved to put my head back and just let my body swing, it was a great feeling. Now I get motion sickness, but back then it was good. At this time, I was so excited to have this swing set, the first thing I did was sit down, close my eyes and start swinging. As I put my head back, to enjoy myself, but the older brother was standing behind me. Somehow, I whacked my face off the back of his head, and the teeth that were hanging by threads became entangled in his dreadlocks and ripped out of my face. I screamed bloody murder. I still think he was more traumatized than I was.
Finally, this story isn’t about me, but one of my good childhood friends. As kids, our parents bowled on a league together every friday night, her mom and my mom and dad. The 5 of us, and my dads best friend would all drive together in my dads five seater car. Four in the back two in the front. My dad smokes cigarettes. On the way home one night, we were just about home when my dad threw about half a cigarette out of the front window, it then proceeded to fly back in the vehicle through the open back window and landing in my friends hair. This particular friend was mixed, so her hair was extremely curly when we were kids, the left side of her hair ignited and went up in flames in a tiny enclosed car with six people illegially crammed inside of it. moral of the story, use the car ash tray.
I guess the moral to all of this is to pay attention to your surroundings, because either you can end up with missing teeth or your hair up in flames.

01/28 HEADSHOTS

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These are just some of the photos I took of my look today.

MAKEUP PRODUCTS USED:

Foundation: NYC Smooth Skin 5 in 1 BB Crème (Instant Matte)

Concealer: Covergirl Ready Set Gorgeous in Light/Medium

Eyebrows/Freckles: Milani EasyBrow in Dark Brown

Eyeshadow: NYC IndividualEyes Palette in SoHo Grand, and a Makeup Geek single pan DuoChrome eyeshadow in Blacklight.

Mascara: 1 coat Rimmel Extra Super Lash in 01 Black, and 1 coat Miss Manga in Brown/Black

Lips: Jeffree Star Velour Liquid Lipstick in Doll Parts, and for the Ombrè effect Milani Matte Lipstick in 65 Matte Glam