My blood is boiling, I can't catch my breath. I see red, I want to choke you to death. Fire is falling from my eyes, rolling down my cheeks. I hate to cry but don’t be fooled, These tears don’t mean I’m weak. Everyone warned me that you’re no good, I hate it took so long to realize. Yeah, I hear you say you’re sorry, I know you’re sorry, now apologize. I want to hurt you, Like you’ve hurt me. But nothing I say seems to cut you too deep. You got me again, this time is the last. But I’m the only one to blame. It’s time for you to get out of my life. You’re not even worth my rage. - Chrissy
Welcome to Darlyn Dreams!! I’m Chrissy, a South Carolina writer navigating the journey of self-discovery with honesty, hustle and heart. This is a space for those who have ever felt lost, questioned their purpose or feared they were "too old to start over." Through the voice of Darlyn, I’m not just dreaming; I’m doing. Whether you are here to build a business or find a bit of creative soul, I’m glad you’ve joined me. Let’s not just live—let’s thrive.